With a swift leap, he landed on the mountain ridge above the tunnel.
Lin Tian stopped below in the mountain valley, his face gloomy and ready to pour rain.
There was an explosive surge of murderous intent radiating all over his body.
Because.
At the entrance on this side of the tunnel, two figures had just appeared from there.
They were two middle-aged men.
The most important thing was.
They were cultivators!
Yet their cultivation levels weren't high, only around the fifth or sixth layer of the Qi Refinement stage.
Lin Tian looked at them, his eyes erupting with cold intent, murderous aura rising.
The moment he appeared on the mountain ridge, he happened to see them using their longswords to slash more giant stones downwards.
They sealed the already buried tunnel entrance even more solidly.
The longswords in their hands were extremely sharp, cutting through iron like mud, with faint spiritual light fluctuation.
