Immediately afterward, a tall, pale figure appeared before them, shrouded in black mist. Behind him stood several Demonic Cultivators whose Demonic Qi ran rampant. Their powerful auras marked them all as Great Vehicle Stage Perfection, half a step from Tribulation Transcendence.
They were Demonic Cultivators, not members of the Demon Race—yet they were powerful enough to walk straight out of the Demon Realm.
And had Pei Ling stirred up a hornet's nest? Why had so many high-level Demonic Cultivators appeared?
More importantly, Pei Ling had only been at the Deity Transformation Stage when he left. Could he escape these mighty Demonic Cultivators unscathed?
Qiao Ranran pressed a hand to her chest. Her heartbeat was steady. She could feel that Pei Ling was still all right. Though she could not make out his aura for certain, he was still all right.
But where was Pei Ling?
Author's note: Pei Ling: I'm on my way, I'm on my way! Coming, coming!
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Chapter 135: One Hundred and Thirty-Five Frames
Pei Ling did not let Qiao Ranran down.
Just as Duan Qiankun was about to activate the Mountain-Guarding Formation, Qiao Ranran raised a hand to stop him. "Martial Uncle Duan, wait!"
In that instant, she had sensed Pei Ling.
Pei Ling suddenly appeared in midair, as though he had been there all along and had never left.