363 It Was Still the Old Clothes-Stripping Crazy Demon

Hundreds of miles away from the Imperial Capital, a man streaked across the sky, and a powerful aura surged around him. His body constantly emitted loud rumbles—as if a stormy ocean with raging waves resided within him, resounding in the air like a clap of thunder.

The Sect Master of the Shura Sect, Duan Ling, trod majestically in the air, and with every step he took, his body would burst forward, covering an extremely long distance.

His current cultivation had reached the half-step Divine Realm, and he had almost completely broken through one of the Supreme-Being Realm's shackles to step into the tenth grade Divine Realm.

However, the Ten Thousand Bestial Flames were stolen by a seventh grade Battle-Saint, so Duan Ling had been unable to take that final half step required to achieve his breakthrough.