He soared contentedly through the vast expanse of stars!
Exhilarating!
...
One day, Xu Chang'an was passing by an ordinary mountain peak.
Hm!?
Although Xu Chang'an hadn't deliberately released his Demon Sense, he still caught a trace of hostility.
"Suspicious Cultivator spotted!"
A Divine Sense transmission shot through the air, which Xu Chang'an intercepted with ease.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Figures shot toward him at high speed.
In a mere moment, they had him surrounded.
There were nine figures in total.
Three Core Formation Zhenren and six Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators!
Xu Chang'an sized up the Cultivators before him, a look of surprise on his face.
After the Human Race Cultivators surrounded Xu Chang'an, they exchanged mocking glances, as if they had just caught a Demonic Cultivator on the run.
"Fellow Daoist Xu!?"
A voice suddenly cut through the air, startlingly abrupt.
