The void rift quickly closed behind Caspian.
As he hovered in mid-air, Caspian immediately felt waves of bloody smell mixed with the smell of scorched earth approaching.
There was a smell of iron and blood in the airflow.
He frowned slightly and scanned the area with his Divine Sense, only to find that there were corpses piled up like mountains within a radius of 10,000 miles.
There were at least a hundred battlefields.
These were the marks left by the army of the Lunia’s Dynasty after fighting against all kinds of demons.
There was no need to mention the tragic battle between cultivators and demons.
It was at least necessary to level the mountains and boil the lake water.
The smell of death made people feel a chill seeping out of their bones.
Soon, Caspian found a battlefield that had not stopped fighting.
Dozens of cultivators were fighting against the Demonic Beasts.
The realms of these dozens of cultivators varied from Pulse Control Realm to Holy Land Realm.
Although demonic beasts had the advantage in numbers, their overall strength was lower than cultivators.
Moreover, there were demons, evil spirits, dark cultivators, and underground devils among them. It was almost a chaotic fight.
At this time, the two sides were in a stalemate.
If Caspian saw him at this time, he would naturally ignore it.
He snorted coldly. Suddenly, cultivators felt their Taoist Heart shake and their mind almost lost control.
Their first reaction was to be incomparably terrified. They thought that the Demonic Beasts had sent powerful reinforcements.
But the next moment, they saw that the enemies on the opposite side suddenly froze on the spot and did not move. At the same time, cracks as thin as hair appeared on the enemies’ bodies.
These cracks spread from the top of the demons’ heads to the bottom of their feet, and then all exploded with a bang.
Broken meat mixed with blood spilled all over the ground.
Seeing this, the group of cultivators suddenly understood that the snort was not from the enemy's strong support, but from the master on their side!
However, the master did not show up. After the cultivators came to their senses, they hurriedly bowed to the sky to express their gratitude.
They also knew that even without the help of this master, they would win in the end, but they would suffer a great loss.
If that was the case, most of them would die.
But now, they didn't lose a single person. The enemies were all killed, and they also won. The small price paid at this time was equivalent to the mysterious master saving most of their lives.
Therefore, these cultivators were sincerely grateful at this time.
Seeing this, Caspian nodded slightly.
He just happened to see it and helped, so he did not intend to show up.
Just as he was about to return to Heaven's Edge Sect, he suddenly felt a Taoist Sense coming from a distance. In almost a moment, it fell on him.
This was the Taoist Sense belonging to the Sect Master of Heaven’s Edge Sect!
The Sect Master knew that Caspian was back!
Caspian's expression did not change, but the vigilance in his heart was directly lifted.
It didn't take long for him to return to the Lunia.
But the Sect Master's divine thoughts immediately found him.
This was clearly summoning him back.
Caspian had repeatedly confirmed that the Sect Master had not left any mark on him.
Even if the Sect Master used some kind of occult skill, his current realm could not detect it, but this occult skill could never escape the eyes of the person behind the Gates of Hell.
It was impossible that the Sect Master's divine thoughts happened to sweep here and found that Caspian had returned.
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