Kill, reap souls, loot treasures, retreat!
After finishing a set of actions with the fluidity of flowing clouds and moving waters, honed to instinct in the give and take of life or death combat, Chen Dengming had already retreated in the face of the terrified and stunned Demon Cultivators, appearing next to a similarly perplexed Golden Core cultivator of the Hualong Sect.
His eyes were sparkling blue as he used his Heavenly Vision to survey hundreds of miles in all directions. He noticed a faint stir from afar at the Land of Fallen, but realised it was all due to the ghoulish shades and not humans.
He continued to narrow his observation range, the smaller the field, the more detailed the Heavenly Vision became.
The noise around him faded away, and a deep sense of tranquility arose from the depths of his mind.
