After killing Su Chen, Caspian was like a god.
As for the cultivators who were looking at him, there was not only fear but also endless awe in his eyes.
"We have no hope in He Silver City."
"Let's go. He Silver City belongs to Caspian."
"When we get back, we must tell the sect that another monster has appeared in the Divine Martial Sect."
"His strength is really terrifying."
"I didn't believe that an Amethyst Palace Realm could defeat a Real Immortal Realm in the past. This is an eye-opener."
"The land of the Ancient Kingdom is indeed filled with geniuses. Such an incredible thing actually happened in front of us."
These cultivators were talking loudly.
Seeing that there was no hope of getting He Silver City, they turned around and were about to leave.
After all, in the boundless Black-White Pagoda, they lost He Silver City, but there were more treasures and Immortal Fate worth exploring and searching.
But just as the group of cultivators turned around and flew for less than 50 kilometers, a sharp light suddenly appeared in the air without warning.
The next moment, the saber radiance fell.
These cultivators were cut in half in mid-air like dead prisoners.
Some of them were separated, while others were cut in half.
However, such injuries were nothing to a Real Immortal Realm cultivator.
Almost immediately, balls of white or green divine light appeared on their bodies.
The broken bodies, even if the flowing head, were pressed back into its cavity.
But at this moment, the saber light appeared again.
This time, the blade radiance was incomparably concentrated and fierce, carrying wisps of slipperyness as it descended from the sky.
Bang!
All of a sudden, those cultivators who had not yet closed their bodies exploded in midair, like fireworks.
Not only did their bodies explode into flesh and blood, but their spirits were also destroyed and dissipated.
Seeing this, Caspian narrowed his eyes, which were filled with killing intent.
Someone attacked under his nose.
Weng!
There was a tremor in the sky.
Then, there was a series of tremors.
This vibration seemed to resonate with the fate of the Black-White Pagoda.
Thick and long tornados appeared out of thin air and converged in the air, forming a vortex.
An extremely tall figure stepped out of the vortex.
As soon as this man appeared, he looked as majestic as the sun and swept around.
This cultivator had reached the third stage of the Real Immortal Realm. His eyes were as bright as torches, and he was wearing the Hundred Flowers Armor. He was like the center of the blazing sun, making it impossible for people to look straight at him.
It was as if he could boil the sea with just a glance.
A cold shout could shatter rivers and mountains.
Obviously, it was this third stage ofReal Immortal Realm expert who had killed all the escaping cultivators and destroyed their souls. He was extremely powerful and far more ruthless than ordinary people.
At this moment, the cultivator landed on the spot. He glanced at Caspian and then landed on the city behind Caspian.
He first laughed.
His laughter was as loud as a bell, echoing out for thousands of kilometers.
Then, his eyes fell on Caspian again, with pride and appreciation in his eyes.
"I know you. Your name is Caspian, from the Heaven's Edge Sect of Lunia."
It was you who killed Zhao Wuji and got the Tiger Charm that originally belonged to him.
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