"Something's not right..."
Lin Zheyu had just dashed out a dozen meters, his brow furrowed, and he turned back.
He inspected the chaotic battlefield, cleaned up the traces of the battle, then grabbed the head of the demon warrior's corpse and left.
After disposing of the body, Lin Zheyu stayed for a while before heading back to Tengshe Mountain.
"Uncle Master!"
"Uncle Master is back!"
At the foot of Tengshe Mountain, the disciples in battle shouted excitedly upon seeing Lin Zheyu.
Three disciples of the Bone Marrow Refining Realm formed a battle array, charging toward Lin Zheyu's direction, intending to assist him.
"No need to come over, I'm fine."
Lin Zheyu replied loudly.
Though he looked a bit battered, with his clothes tattered from the explosion of the half-demon, he wasn't seriously injured.
Only the direct impact on his back from the explosion left a patch of flesh mangled.
Passing through the charging beast horde, Lin Zheyu returned to Tengshe Mountain.
