Having finished speaking,
he returned to his room to prepare for refining the "Five Elements Decision."
"..."
Ning Xiang gazed at his retreating figure, her eyes rippling slightly.
"Spiritual energy truly does not last!"
Chen Sansi took out a middle-grade spirit stone, eyeing its diminishing reserves inside with some distress.
"Boom——"
"An Immortal!"
"..."
Just as he was about to begin cultivating, a sudden loud noise erupted from outside.
"Let's go and see."
Chen Sansi immediately got up with his sword in hand.
It wasn't for the thrill of the spectacle, but because the situation was eerie, and only by constantly understanding the circumstances could he respond appropriately.
The sound came from nearby.
After leaping onto the roof of the courtyard, he clearly saw the scene where it occurred.
In the courtyard of another inn, stood a white-haired old man wearing a ghost-faced mask, holding a spear in his hand, and stepping on the body of a cultivator.
