Somewhere in the wilderness.
A streak of blood crossed the sky, then abruptly dispersed, revealing a woman with an alluring figure and a pair of enormous blood wings growing from her back.
The next moment, light flashed.
The woman and her blood wings vanished without a trace. In their place stood a man in blue robes with an air of refined serenity, though his face looked somewhat pale.
It was none other than Li Ping, who had fled the scene at full speed after killing Shao Guang.
By forcibly employing the Bloodwing Escape Art, he had covered nearly a thousand li in mere moments.
Having escaped so far in so little time, he could no longer be tracked-not by a Core Formation cultivator, nor even by a Nascent Soul old monster with an immense divine sense range.
With that, Li Ping could finally rest easy.
Still, using the Bloodwing Escape Art for so long had taken a considerable toll on his vital essence and lifespan. Without the magical power of the Longevity Art, he would never have dared play such a dangerous game.
The magical power of the Longevity Art circulated throughout his body. Feeling the reassuring fullness as his lifespan slowly recovered, Li Ping let out a breath.
The next instant, he patted the Storage Bag at his waist.
Zhou Lingyan appeared before him, clad in nothing but her undergarments. Li Ping brought two fingers together and pointed, sending a streak of sword light straight through her unconscious head. Then a Fireball landed on her lifeless corpse.
There was a reason he cremated Zhou Lingyan.
Aside from destroying the body and erasing the evidence, a Core Formation cultivator's corpse had been tempered by magical power for years. If he left it here, it might turn into an undead monstrosity