No 1 Supreme Warrior

Samson stood behind Jack and mumbled, “This is so strange. Before, we’d find a fiend every one to three kilometers, and we’d even encounter two or three of them. Yet, ever since that withered tree, we haven’t met a single fiend… All we saw were remnants of that battle.”

Jack stood up and looked around him. Just from the traces of that battle, he was unable to determine if the ones who fought were disciples from their side or those from the south.

With that in mind, he could not resist unleashing his senses, expanding it to 300 meters. At that moment, he felt a familiar feeling coming from a withered tree root about 250 meters away.

His breaths grew short in anxiousness. “It’s the electric mark from Evil Blood Thunder again!”

expectantly. Jack did not bother waiting for them

other participants followed closely behind Jack. In that blood-red world, other than the most common hills and slopes, all

there as if they would fall at any moment, and yet also looked like they would stand there, unchanging for eternity. Every few minutes, they would see two or three of

senses again. At that moment, he felt the senses of the others unleashed as well. 25 senses conversed in the same

really is there!”

the Corpse Pavilion disciple leave behind these marks? This is no

sure. He

just only twenty-five of us.

later indignation, everyone grew more and more

those people were among the top talent -wise and skill-wise within their own clans,

did not think deeply at