Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Hao, the Cloudwing Beast, and Fang Lang flew low. To avoid drawing the attention of the mysterious Venerable on Heavenly Mountain Peak, the Cloudwing Beast had even taken the form of a Golden Eagle.
The three of them kept their auras as restrained as possible.
Even so, the farther they went, the stronger Qin Hao's sense of danger grew.
When they were roughly a hundred thousand meters from Heavenly Mountain Peak, Fang Lang and the Cloudwing Beast also sensed a faint aura lingering over it.
"A V-Venerable... There really is a Venerable practicing Ascetic Cultivation on Heavenly Mountain Peak."
Fang Lang stared in shock and could not help shuddering. His face went several shades paler.
The Venerables of the Blood Refinement Domain were quick to kill. Anyone who dared disturb their Ascetic Cultivation met a miserable end.
"Don't talk. Keep moving."
Qin Hao glanced behind them.
Jiao Hong and the other four Grandmasters were tens of thousands of meters away from Qin Hao's group.
At that distance, they clearly had not sensed the Venerable's aura on Heavenly Mountain Peak.
Qin Hao grew more vigilant as they flew.
The Venerable was unlikely to attack three little True Martial Realm cultivators, but who could say whether he was eccentric enough to kill everyone who came near?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Four Saint Martial Grandmasters followed Qin Hao from afar.
They had pursued him all the way from the Demon-Suppressing Pool, watching and waiting for a chance to kill him.
Unfortunately...
Nothing had happened along the way, leaving them no opening to strike.
"We can't keep this up." The pale, sickly-looking middle-aged Five Poisons Cult Elder frowned. "A Venerable could be lying in wait anywhere in the Blood Refinement Domain. This isn't the place to make our move."