Faced with Taomulang's eager attentiveness, Li Xingzhi rose without betraying his feelings. Catching the smell drifting through the air, he frowned deeply.
Outside, a large pot had been set up in the clearing. Two villagers were feeding firewood beneath it, and the roaring flames made the water bubble noisily.
Taomulang jabbered something to the two villagers, rubbed his hands, and lifted the lid...
Li Xingzhi's expression changed at once...
Foam spilled across the steaming pot. What they were boiling was the Little White Whale. Though its body had been dismembered, some parts were still recognizable...
They had actually sneaked out to hunt it down. Even Li Xingzhi was shocked, and anger surged to the heavens in his heart.
"Beasts! Worse than beasts!"
In his fury, killing intent flared within Li Xingzhi.
Just then, a familiar presence he had long been searching for suddenly appeared nearby...
Li Xingzhi became a streak of blue-green light, shooting toward the Japanese Cedar on the beach.
A dark, wiry figure dropped from the tree with incredible speed.
Realizing he had been exposed, the shadow glided toward the sea and vanished without a trace in an instant...
Now that he had shown himself, Li Xingzhi's powerful Divine Sense immediately locked onto him.
Across that boundless sea, with nothing to hide behind, where could he possibly run?
Li Xingzhi took a step.
White surf, black reefs, and low-flying birds raced backward beneath his feet...
He needed no tools to aid him.
Like an immortal drifting on the wind, Li Xingzhi traveled through the air.
A hundred miles in one step, Shrinking Earth to Inches.
The pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm was the highest threshold currently known to martial arts in the mortal world.
Above the blue sky, there was another blue sky.
Legend spoke of the Nine