These Black-clothed Cultivators actually want to completely destroy this place.
"Destruction?"
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator sneered.
"We are merely retrieving what belongs to us."
"As for this small world, its existence was a mistake from the start."
His words revealed a bewildering certainty, as if they held some extraordinary understanding of this Secret Realm.
Luo Qingchen's heart was filled with doubt, but he knew now wasn't the time to delve into these matters.
"No matter what your goal is, stop immediately and get out of here."
Luo Qingchen's voice was calm, yet the killing intent within it froze the surrounding air.
"Hahahaha!"
The Nascent Soul Stage Black-clothed Cultivator laughed uproariously as if hearing the greatest joke ever.
"Kid, do you really think that just because you had a little fortuitous encounter and improved your strength, you're qualified to challenge me?"
His laughter suddenly stopped, and his eyes turned cold and cruel.
