For three days consecutively, Chen Xi seemed to have transformed into a ghost of the forest that came and went like a shadow. He committed murder in every corner of the forest and made swift and direct attacks every time he made a move, causing the Sikong Clan disciples to not be in time to launch the Crimsonsun Flares before being instantly killed by his sneak attacks.

With his current strength, he possessed an extremely great certainty of annihilating cultivators like Huangfu Chongming and the others, who were at the perfection-stage of the Golden Core Realm, if he went against them. Under the cooperation of the Starsky Wing’s speed that was swift like a bolt of lightning, assassinating these Sikong Clan disciples that were only around the intermediate-stage of the Golden Core Realm was simply extremely easy and effortless.

During this three days of time, another six Sikong Clan disciples had their lives taken away from them, and every single time Sikong Hen noticed them, the dead would have met their end and were long since devoid of any signs of life.

Sikong Hen grew more and more enraged, as well as more and more restless and uneasy. He resolutely ordered for the surviving nine disciples to converge together and gather their strength, then follow behind him as they searched all over the forest together.

But along with the passage of time, no matter how they searched, they were utterly unable to discover the slightest track of Chen Xi, and it seemed as if Chen Xi had vanished into thin air.

Under these circumstances of being in the open while his enemy was hidden in the shadows, Sikong Hen gradually started to sense danger, and he didn’t dare...