"He can't be treated like an ordinary cultivator from the outside world. He's sly enough to rival cultivators from the Dust-Dyed Realm."
After a fruitless search, Zhang Yuan could only give up.
Fortunately, he had concealed his aura and appearance before making his move, leaving Xuan Chen under the impression that he was merely passing by. He still had a chance to launch a sneak attack.
"Now I just have to wait for the right moment."
Zhang Yuan rose into the air and returned to the skies above the village Xuan Chen had slaughtered. Looking at the four survivors below, he did not descend to meddle further.
This place was only a hundred li from the Mysterious Court. Trouble in a nearby village ought to be its responsibility. He only needed to inform the Mysterious Court; whether to take them in as servant disciples or kill them outright was for the sect to decide.
Still, the Mysterious Court was a sect of the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm. Even if it had already shown signs of defecting to the enemy, it presumably would not simply kill these four boys and girls. Most likely, it would admit them according to their talents.
"Nothing came of today. I'll head back for now..."
Zhang Yuan withdrew his gaze and prepared to return to rest, waiting for Xuan Chen to show himself again.
"Stop right there, villain!"
A thunderous, furious shout suddenly rang out.
Heaven and earth changed color. Dark clouds rolled in from every direction, thick bolts of lightning flickering through them. Rain poured down in torrents, and thunder roared as though the heavens themselves were enraged.
"A Celestial Person..."
Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, recognizing what was happening.
The weather had become distinctly unnatural. Clearly, a Celestial Person was furious, and his rage was