Whoosh!
A thousand miles beyond the Five Elements Mountain Range, Hua Tianxiong's Golden Luan Carriage became a streak of golden light, speeding across the sky.
Behind him followed the guards of Thousand Machines Commerce, along with their Golden Core consecrated cultivator.
Half an hour later.
He had nearly reached the place he had agreed upon with Qin Ming.
However, at that very moment.
The sky nearby, which had just been clear and filled with white clouds, suddenly churned with black qi and rapidly darkened.
Dense Killing Intent blanketed heaven and earth. Black clouds spread through the air, filled with the wails of ten thousand ghosts. Like a great black net unfurling, they shrouded the people of Thousand Machines Commerce.
At this sight, the Golden Core consecrated cultivator from Thousand Machines Pavilion immediately turned pale and shouted to the men around him:
"Something has changed! Protect the president!"
Then, he was the first to fly toward Hua Tianxiong's Golden Luan Carriage.
But in the next instant, the scene before his eyes abruptly changed.
He had crashed headlong into a vast sea of pitch-black mist. Thousands upon thousands of ghosts crawled out from within, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they lunged at him.
"Damn it, it's a Demonic Dao Formation!"
The Golden Core consecrated cultivator's expression became exceedingly ugly.
Outside, Hua Tianxiong had also noticed the situation. It was clearly the work of Demonic Cultivators.
Releasing his divine sense, he had already detected two powerful Demonic Cultivators at the Golden Core Middle Stage chasing after him from behind at astonishing speed.
What horrified him even more was that Consecrated Xu, who had been responsible for guarding him, seemed to have been held back by some method of theirs.
Hua Tianxiong instinctively realized that his whereabouts had likely been