"One step too late!"
A shadow as robust as a bear stood in the darkness, looking towards the now devastated Mi Family Land in the distance.
The air still held a strong residual scent of blood.
Overwhelming Spirit Power fluctuations were slowly dissipating, yet still declared that a tremendously fierce battle had taken place here before.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a lingering reluctance and roar echoing in the sky.
The shadow gave a shake of his head and was about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly, he froze.
He stiffly lifted his head and looked at the silhouette in the sky that was carefully examining him.
"A Yu Ding Sword Cultivator?"
The man's eyes were exceptionally sharp, as if filled with thousands of sharp swords.
But looking at the shadow, he still hesitated.
"Is it a human? Or a demon?"
The shadow saluted him with a fist, "You're also late."
After saying that, he disappeared into the night.
