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Wang Meng figured that as long as he kept heading in this direction, he would eventually reach the territory of the Saint Cultivators.
Wu Shu was growing more and more furious. 'That little bastard up ahead can really run, and his endurance is unbelievably good. If my Tracking Skill wasn't so strong, he would've actually gotten away. But... it seems the kid can't tell which way is which; he's just scurrying around randomly. Otherwise, he really might have escaped.'
Nearly every Sect had an outpost in the Slaughter Space. The weak were hunted down and eliminated, while the strong grew even stronger. However, each Sect's outpost had its own sphere of influence, separated by vast distances. The Ghost Heart Sect, to which Wu Shu belonged, controlled a radius of ten thousand li.
