Within Burial City, some beings with eerie auras disappeared swiftly beyond the range covered by Shi Hao's Divine Sense. Clearly, they were extraordinary individuals, making it difficult to gauge their intentions.
"They may not necessarily be Ancient Aberrants; it's also possible they're native inhabitants. Those people are formidable," Cao Yusheng remarked.
Shi Hao nodded. At this stage, having cultivated a strand of Immortal Qi, he could transcend most others. Even in the face of danger, he could retreat with ease, so he wasn't particularly worried.
"The people from the Divine Temple have left; they didn't come over," Qing Yi said, sensing a storm brewing as if a peerless battle was imminent.
The Gold-Patterned White Tiger, being the sacred beast of the Divine Temple, having been slain like this, they certainly wouldn't let it rest.
