Transfigured Heaven Stabilizing Divine King
Editor: Atlas Studios
Inside a mountain ridge not far from the Soul Refining Sect space, figures huddled together. Several martial artists were currently being hunted down by a desolate beast.
"Split up and run! This desolate beast's speed is too fast! Once it catches up, none of us can escape," suddenly, one of them shouted.
That desolate beast's aura was turbulent. Moreover, its speed was bizarre, looking like it was about to catch up to the few people.
Right at this time, everyone just felt a blur before their eyes, as if a figure passed by them.
Boom!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere!
The few people turned deathly pale from fright and discovered that the desolate beast was already smashed into meat paste.
A figure had his back facing them, standing with hands behind his back.
The few martial artists could not help exchanging glances, shocked by the other party's skill.