Wu Long arrived at a small town. It was relatively peaceful, but his gaze saw a different picture since there were several high-level cultivators pretending to be townsfolk. Once he appeared, he was immediately locked onto by their gazes and in the case of some of them even spiritual senses.
"Is it him?"
"The realm and description matches...but we cannot be sure"
"Report it just to be su-..."
Before the two of them could finish their discussion Wu Long stepped forward and arrived in front of them in what seemed like an instant.
"Shit!"
"It's him!"
"Run!"
Several panicked shouts resounded and seven people from all over the small town launched in different directions. But the two that Wu Long was in front of did not manage to make even a second step before falling to the ground in pieces.
