Xu Ping'an had not been gone long before a figure appeared where Xu Ping'an had left.
Looking at the bodies and ruins on the ground, his face revealed a shocked expression.
Two Sixth Rank corpses, one Seventh Rank?
No, it was three Sixth Ranks; one of the bodies had completely disintegrated into bones and dust.
All were Sixth Rank Peak, and the one who had turned to dust seemed to be a disciple of the academy.
The newcomer quickly judged the identities of these individuals.
His powerful Soul Power spread throughout the area, easily discerning the identities of these people.
Then, a battle scene gradually formed in his mind.
The scene of Xu Ping'an killing his opponents appeared in his mind with utter precision, as if he had witnessed it firsthand.
"What a Holy Refinement first place, to be able to counter-kill four pursuers under attack, including a Seventh Rank Cultivator," Long Yan's general inwardly exclaimed in awe.
