Above the Eastern Sea, a scene of slaughter unfolded.
Ning Daoran wasn't idle; after dealing with Jing Tiancheng, he pressed forward again, relentlessly hunting down Sangyu Country cultivators and eliminating more than a dozen Golden Cores and hundreds of Foundation Establishments before finally halting.
The evening breeze howled, and the great battle lasted until deep into the night.
When he released his Divine Sense again to scout the area, he found it deserted for tens of miles around; he had reached the point where there was no one left to kill, so he turned back to Half Moon Island.
"Whoosh~~~"
In the sky, a blood-colored figure streaked past.
True Monarch Qing Lin!
