As Lin Chang'sheng was rushing toward the Ice and Snow Province, Luo Juetian trailed him from ten thousand miles away—not too close, not too distant.
He knew that Lin Chang'sheng was protected by a Demon Beast at the Great Immortal Realm. If he wanted to strike again, he'd need to wait for the right moment—and so he simply followed, biding his time for an opportunity.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Luo Juetian sensed an aura locking onto him, and the person was not far away.
It seemed as if someone was deliberately trying to draw him over.
Luo Juetian immediately tracked the aura and went after it.
On the peak of a distant mountain range, a figure draped in black stood tall.
Judging by the thick Evil Qi radiating from him, this was no orthodox cultivator, but an Evil Cultivator from the Demon Sea.
"You're here for Lin Chang'sheng too?"
Luo Juetian asked.
He had sensed this aura before but hadn't bothered to pursue it. Unexpectedly, the man had now come to him on his own accord.
