Dawn glimmered faintly, and the smoke of battle had yet to clear from Demon Wolf Valley.
Chen Ming streaked through the sky as a blue light, heading straight for Wangshui Kingdom's southwestern border. That was the territory of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect-the second strongest of Wangshui Kingdom's three great demon sects, behind only the Ten Thousand Monsters Sect. Renowned for poison arts and venomous insect sorcery, its sect master was an old poison fiend at the peak of the Golden Core Stage, supposedly only half a step away from the Nascent Soul Stage.
He had intended to strike while the iron was hot and uproot the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect before news of the Ten Thousand Monsters Sect's destruction spread. With his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, dealing with a sect that did not even have a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator would take no more than a wave of his hand. He had already planned his route-destroy the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect first, then turn east and dispose of the Blood Fiend Sect, the last of the three great demon sects. That way, all three would be wiped out in a single night, a good deed for the long-suffering people of this land.
Yet before he had traveled even a hundred li, something suddenly changed!
Rumble-!!!
An incredibly deep boom came from far to the northwest. Rather than traveling through the air, the sound seemed to pass directly through the depths of the earth, through layer after layer of rock and soil, straight into the marrow! Even high in the sky, Chen Ming could clearly feel the tremor-the clouds beneath his feet shuddered, the spiritual energy in the air fell into turmoil, and even the spiritual power within his body showed a barely perceptible fluctuation!
Chen Ming frowned and instinctively