In the ancient secret realm...
The black fog suddenly contracted, Zhang Kui and Lu Li trembled their swords, ice spread all over them, meanwhile, a group of white-clad Daoists shivered.
Above, Elder Huayan had just shattered two blackened large hands, and after landing, he glanced around the now empty stone path, shaking his head slightly,
"Boy, such a murderous air!"
Zhang Kui laughed and said, "Just cleaning up as I go, not leaving potential harm."
He was in a good mood; in just this short time, he had amassed six skill points on the interface—it's like a big fortune.
Elder Huayan nodded,
"That's true, but you should be careful, too much killing intent brings many calamities in the Celestial Tribulation Realm."
"Thank you, elder, for your guidance."
As the two spoke, their eyes were watching the opposite riverbank.
