A piercing, sinister laugh suddenly rang out, echoing through the valley!
A dark, windy night—the perfect night for murder!
In truth, after the Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect's group left Primordial Immortal City, Li Chen had handed the matter of the grand competition over to the hall master of the branch hall.
He himself had quietly followed alone.
If the Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect could detect his tailing them, it would mean they had someone stronger than him, and he would leave at once!
But if they could not detect him...
Then their strongest expert could be no more than his equal!
Even if he truly could not defeat them when the time came, if he wished to leave, there was no way they could keep him!
And just as he had expected, all along the way, no one from the Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect—including that white-robed sect master—had even glanced in the direction where he hid!
In other words, they had not noticed him at all!
Heh heh!
Now this was interesting!
He had already formed an accurate estimate of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect's strength.
Their strongest expert should be an Immortal Venerable Peak at the Nine-Ring Fusion realm!
There was a slight possibility that they possessed a Half-Step King!
Qin Buhui had to die!
The Heavenly Dao Immortal Sect had to be destroyed!
And Moonlight Immortal City, the Sword Sect, Heaven-Burning Immortal City, and the rest who dared sing a different tune all had to be wiped out!
Only then could he establish his authority!
Otherwise, the world would think Li Chen was a soft persimmon that anyone could squeeze!
Thus, he immediately returned, gathered his subordinates, and surrounded the entire valley so tightly that not even water could seep through!
"Not good, Li Chen is here!"
Immortal