The rat was skewered by Wang Zijia, hanging on the sword. As the sword qi swirled, its corpse crumbled, revealing a shower of blood and fragmented meat this time.
However, Wang Zijia clearly sensed that what he killed was just an ordinary rat, albeit slightly bigger.
On the edge of the Dome Cave, space trembled again, and the young man, Ming Cheng, appeared with a sullen face.
Without saying a word, he cast two spells, attempting to activate the layout here.
Even though his cultivation was only at the peak of a Perfected man, as a significant figure on the path of the demon, this place had been set up as a temporary base by him for months, and it wouldn't be easy to get past it.
However, before he could complete anything,
Wang Zijia vanished again, with no mockery or intention of giving him a moment to breathe.
"Whoosh!"
Wang Zijia thrust his sword into the body of the youth, Ming Cheng, once again.
The tactile sensation came from the sword, and it didn't feel right.
