Lu Ren did not attack the Undying Battle Souls. Instead, he relied on his movement technique to dodge their attacks one after another.
The Undying Battle Souls attacked with terrifying ferocity. Alone, without sufficient strength, it would be difficult to shake off their pursuit.
In truth, with Lu Ren's strength, he could unleash his Nine-Marked Battle Body and crush them with ease.
But Wang Mie, the Chaos Evil Scion, and the others were here. Naturally, he had to conceal his strength.
Lu Ren leaped forward, dodging the Undying Battle Souls as they chased him.
He noticed that Divine Dao Mountain was covered in powerful runes. Though weathered by the ages, they still shone brightly.
Suddenly, the terrain opened up ahead. Ten divine mountains encircled a vast ruin like giant hands.
The halls between the mountains had collapsed, their pillars snapped. Only their foundations stood like gravestones.
An ancient desolation hung over the land. Even the wind blowing through broken doorways sounded like the sigh of ages.
Straight ahead, a massive stone plaque hung above the shattered remains of a gate that towered like a mountain.
The plaque bore no words, yet it faintly radiated the distinctive Dao Rhyme of divine markings.
Lu Ren could clearly sense invisible lines tracing three bold, majestic characters in his mind.
Divine Dao Sect.
This was the supreme holy land that had once ruled the Divine Path Great World, where ten thousand sects had come to pay homage.
"The Divine Dao Sect... I'm finally here!"
Lu Ren sighed.
"Lu Ren, I didn't expect you to make it here too. Seems you have some ability!"
A cold voice interrupted his thoughts.
Lu Ren looked over and saw Wang Mie standing nearby. Beside him stood another young man—the Chaos Evil Scion.
"Lu Ren!"
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