'You really can't underestimate anyone!'
'Especially a cultivator from Central Earth who keeps a low profile.'
Taking a deep breath, Lü Zhong swallowed a Replenishing Qi Pill. He glanced in the direction the middle-aged Daoist from Qingxu Temple had fled but didn't plan to give chase immediately. Instead, he landed on the ground to circulate his Qi and recuperate.
In the process, other cultivators started to appear.
Some were curious, others fearful.
Without exception, they all stayed ten li away, clearly afraid that the ruthless man who had just killed two Core Formation cultivators might get carried away and target them next.
About one ancient hour later, Lü Zhong finally stood up.
Without so much as a glance at the distant crowd, he retrieved his spoils of war.
