The strange phenomena in heaven and earth drew the attention of several cultivators.
Having finally fled to the entrance of the cave dwelling, they were attracted by the faint golden color.
"A Transcendent Spirit True Man has fallen..."
Actually, it could be specified a bit more, Zhang Xuanyan was dead.
This should have been a joyous occasion, but the few cultivators couldn't bring themselves to smile; they were even so afraid that their facial features were twitching.
"Run!"
Someone let out a piercing scream.
In front of a Demon Emperor comparable to the Late Stage of Transcendent Spirit, one's life was no longer under their own control.
What they could only hope for was that Zhang Xuanyan had severely injured the adversary before he perished.
That Golden Eyes Lion Emperor had grown to such an extent without making a sound, truly more like a heavenly favorite than a human prodigy.
The group swiftly fled the cave dwelling, daring not to linger a moment longer.
