Staying Low
Soon enough, Davis sensed another group of cultivators heading in the direction where they killed those Seventh Stage Cultivators. There were two Seventh Stage Cultivators in the group, flying with a solemn expression on their faces.
Davis and the others flew past them without being detected as there was a wide distance between them.
Uncle Erik's group had their hearts on their throats. Seeing the group that was at a sensing distance fly away from them as they were ignored, a sense of unrealistic feeling welled up within them.
They couldn't tell the difference of Davis's Soul Force since they weren't well versed in Soul Forging Cultivation for starters while Princess Isabella was purely able to tell it with her physical senses.
"We escaped..." Uncle Erik let out a sigh as the other two nodded their heads in relief. At the same time, they couldn't help but cast a glance at Davis, thinking how powerful he had become in this short amount of time.