Whale Hunter walked leisurely, his movement technique ethereal, only when passing by this place did he slightly frown and mutter to himself:
"That child walked past here."
"Sword Qi… Murong Longtu?"
"But, why is there such a foul stench here… the vitality is too dense, even surpassing the hundred-zhang sea creatures at the bottom of the sea, the excessiveness of vitality is almost nauseating…"
"Sword Madman went to slash at the longevity seekers…"
The eyes of Whale Hunter swept over, then he lost interest.
His character was solitary and self-reliant, and he fundamentally couldn't be bothered to seek trouble with Sword Madman and the Qingpao Changsheng. Whale Hunter's nature was such that as long as others did not provoke him, he wouldn't bother them either. But having only walked a few steps, he suddenly noticed the unpredictable changes in the surrounding environment.
It felt as if he were pacing in place.
