Chapter 44 Feather Serpent_2

Even the others, the seven Nascent Soul Cultivators who were not adept to fighting, flew off each in various directions.

Watching them leave.

Xumi silently pondered, unusually speaking up. After giving instructions to some Golden Core Craftsmen, his body quickly turned into a streak of light, flying towards the sky above Fengyu Mountain.

Soon, he flew higher and higher until he could overlook most of the southern part of the West Sea Country, then he finally stopped.

The gale whistled harshly, cold enough to easily kill a Golden Core Craftsman.

He gently sat amidst countless gales.

Calm as always.

In front of him, a faint Class IV sword quietly emerged.

The body of the sword was faintly marked with a tiny crack.

His face showed neither sorrow nor joy. His heart released, and his Spiritual Sense at this moment, fully covered the entire fifteen counties of the south.

Soon, he 'saw' Yuan Genuine Teachings' figure falling into a pitch-black sinkhole…

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"Gurgle…"