Song Li had always been quite generous toward his family.
Ye Ming was almost moved to tears.
But it was still the Immortal Ascension Incense.
Damn, it smelled incredible!
The three of them ignored the corpses scattered across the official road and headed straight toward Cloud City.
Cloud City was the largest city nearby. There ought to be quite a few powerful cultivators there.
Inside an inn somewhere.
Lin Feng leisurely sipped his tea, occasionally teasing the birds in the sky. He was utterly at ease.
Suddenly, he sensed a ripple of energy.
He looked toward a certain direction in surprise.
Cultivators at the Golden Core realm were fighting?
Interesting.
His gaze pierced through layer upon layer of trees and mountain after mountain, taking in the battlefield.
Why were those three here?
At that moment, Lin Feng had just seen Song Li and his group leave the area.
Behind them lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The dead Golden Core cultivator was precisely the one whose aura he had sensed earlier.
He looked at Song Li, then at the others.
Lin Feng instantly understood what had happened here.
He had not expected such a fierce battle to break out during the short time he had not been paying attention.
But as expected of his disciple—truly worthy of monstrous talent.
One Foundation Establishment cultivator and two Qi Refining cultivators had actually managed to slaughter so many Golden Core cultivators!
Just as Lin Feng was marveling.
His brows suddenly furrowed.
His gaze fell once more upon the Golden Core cultivator with the highest cultivation.
This man's aura felt somewhat familiar.
If he remembered correctly, it was similar to the aura of the people who had attacked the Nameless Sect's mountain gate last time.
"Sure enough, letting the tiger return to