Zhou Chengying's death had been silent, unknown to anyone.
But the Villain Points converted from his Fortune Points had proven immensely useful to Qin Luo.
The entrance was very close now...
Qin Luo could already sense the Black Tiger charging toward him, could already feel the oppressive force of the Black Tiger's domain.
His speed slowed.
In another direction, Su Qichen kept adjusting his course. At that moment, an unseen guidance appeared.
It urged him toward another direction, plunging Su Qichen into hesitation.
He looked between the two directions, deep in thought.
But immediately afterward, he still chose to follow that unseen guidance.
Qin Luo could understand the meaning conveyed by that earlier voice. Could he, Su Qichen, not understand it?
Perhaps the severing of the Immortal Ascension Road was not so simple.
If the Immortal Ascension Road had already been cut off, then why would a Black Tiger still appear here?
"Demon Race," Su Qichen softly uttered those two words.
He was deeply wary of the Demon Race.
In his understanding, the Demon Race was an incomparably terrifying race. No one knew just how vast their forces were, nor how powerful they truly were.
Su Qichen had only gleaned some information from scattered fragments: several eras ago, when the Beast Taming Sect had been the overlord-level power of this universe, the Demon Race had lain prostrate beneath the feet of the Human Race.
But after the Beast Taming Sect was destroyed, the Demon Race had become shrouded in mystery.
He had seen traces of the Demon Race in certain relics from the previous era.
The Great Purge seemed to have affected only the Human Race.
"The Human Race, the Demon Race, Immortals..." Su Qichen said in a grave voice.
The word Immortal represented everything.
Those who became Immortals should