Chapter 1070 - Cursed Land
Liu Wuxie didn’t dwell on Elder Madman’s warning for long. No matter how treacherous the road ahead was, it wouldn't change his decision. He had made up his mind to travel to the Eastern Domain.
That said, he had no intention of departing immediately. With Miao Hanxuan watching his every move, he needed to bide his time.
Each day, Miao Hanxuan ordered groups of disciples to linger at the base of Heavenly Gate Peak and covertly observe him.
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Inside his hut, Liu Wuxie quietly circulated the Ancient Breath-Concealing Art. A faint, nearly imperceptible aura cloaked him, merging his presence with the room. Anyone entering now wouldn't sense a single fluctuation; to them, he had already merged with the surroundings.
"I’ve improved in the Ancient Breath-Concealing Art," Liu Wuxie muttered. "Still not on Yang Ni’s level, but close. I can slip away under the cover of darkness tonight."
Time waited for no one. Every day he delayed, Han Feizi's peril deepened.
Liu Wuxie knew he had to reach the Eastern Domain as soon as possible.
As night descended, disciples still lingered at the foot of Heavenly Gate Peak, stationed under Miao Hanxuan’s orders.
Even after Elder Madman broke through to the Heaven Profound Realm, Miao Hanxuan showed no sign of retreating. Heaven Profound Realm cultivators had long since transcended worldly matters and refused to involve themselves in mortal grudges.
Miao Hanxuan's previous restraint had been due to Elder Madman's presence. However, now that the latter had ascended beyond worldly affairs, Miao Hanxuan could act freely, unafraid of retribution.
A shadow slipped silently from Heavenly Gate Peak under the veil of night.
At the mountain's base, several disciples stood to watch, killing time with idle conversation.