At Purimu's orders, the thousands of cultivators turned and headed west. They were incredibly fast, quickly vanishing from sight.
*Whoosh!*
"Die!" The fierce young woman roared, her saber slicing through the air.
She was over a hundred meters away, but suddenly the space behind her warped. By the time Alm and Bruno noticed, the blade was already inches from their throats, carrying a powerful surge of Yin.
*Clang!*
The tattoos pulsed lightly, and the whale caught the saber with his bare hands.
The woman's eyes widened immediately; that round figure was only at the elementary level of the Heavenly Saint Realm. She, on the other hand, was at level nine of the Divine King Realm, nearly two realms higher!
