The Increasingly Cruel Battle

“Lord Envoy.”

That evening, Wu Quanming once again found the envoy of the Heishan Sect.

“City Lord, what brings you here?”

The Heishan Sect envoy was surprised.

Wu Quanming should be in cultivation at this time, as he had just entered the Hengshan Realm, the period of the fastest cultivation progress.

Wu Quanming expressed his concerns, “Lord Envoy, I suspect that Blood Bodhisattva is very likely Chen An’nian.”

The Heishan Sect envoy furrowed his brow slightly, “Tell me your reasons.”

“Today, while observing the battle, I noticed that Blood Bodhisattva was disguised. So I carefully compared the times when Blood Bodhisattva and Chen An’nian appeared.”

“They have never appeared at the same time.”

“The most crucial point is that Chen An’nian’s fist technique and Blood Bodhisattva’s fist technique are very similar.”

Wu Quanming analyzed.

“You, as the envoy, have also fought against Chen An’nian and should be able to sense the similarity in their fighting styles.”