At this moment, at the summit of Heavenly Sword Peak, Lu Wanshan stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
Zhou Zhongming and eleven others stood beside him.
They gazed at the distant mountain range, cold lightning blazing in their eyes.
Zhou Zhongming said, "Senior Brother, are we really not sending anyone to follow him in secret?"
Lu Wanshan smiled.
Zhou Zhongming said, "The news has likely already leaked. He will surely face ambush after ambush along the way. A Great Demon may even make a move."
Lu Wanshan nodded.
Demons were not fools. Some were so cunning that they surpassed humans.
Meng Xusheng said, "With the Jade Sky Sword, Great Demons will not dare to act. And beneath the Great Demon level, none can withstand the Demon Subduing Saber Art."
"But there are too many demons to guard against," Zhou Zhongming said. "They can wear him down without cease, until the burden becomes unbearable and he can no longer use the Demon Subduing Saber Art."
Meng Xusheng smiled. "He has spiritual pills with him. Guanghan Palace is not far from us. He can hold out."
Zhou Zhongming sighed. "I still do not feel at ease. We should send someone after him. Better yet, I will go myself."
"Junior Brother Zhou, do not," Meng Xusheng said with a laugh. "Do not make him save you when the time comes."
Zhou Zhongming snorted. "Last time, he had Miss Lu of Guanghan Palace leading him. Her movement art was astonishing. This time, he is on his own."
Meng Xusheng chuckled. "Junior Brother Zhou, have you not seen his movement art now?"
"What? Is his movement art that formidable?"
"He is not only a genius at cultivating the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture, but also a genius at cultivating movement arts." Meng Xusheng sighed