“Eh?” Chen Feng, who was flying over the mountains, suddenly stopped. Turning around, he peered far ahead to see waves of thick blood energy charging up into the sky. It looked like an erupting volcano blasting hot magma up into the sky.

“What a formidable blood energy. How could there be such a powerful figure?” Lu Ta felt concerned.

“It’s not just one person. This is an imagery created by the joint efforts of many. I think it is probably a bloodthirsty demonic-type magic. Still, there is no need to worry about Luo Mingdao. I can feel a potent soul power. The soul power can already be considered a pinnacle existence amongst Concealed stage cultivators. Even though he looks lazy, that Luo Mingdao is truly strong,” Chen Feng said.

“Let’s not dawdle. We need to quickly find these bandits’ treasure trove. The battle there is about to end.” After saying that, Chen Feng stopped holding back. He went all out, spreading his soul power to search through each mountain.

Boom!

The formidable blood-coloured light smashed into an invisible, rippling blade. Several mountains were flattened as a result and the sky itself was seemingly punched through. Thick and intense energy, filled with bloody and evil intent, inundated...