Chapter 28: It’s him… The Devourer
The ruins stretched as far as the eye could see, marked by the passage of time and the power of ancient eras. Above all, there were legacies, but not everyone had the strength to claim them—which was why there were faint silhouettes lurking among the bushes.
BaiShe didn’t need to turn his head to see them. He could sense them. Five cultivators, opportunistic looters.
They had been patient, waiting for BaiShe to grow exhausted or for his hypothetical protector to appear. But every hour spent observing their prey only deepened the doubt in their minds.
"He wasn’t supposed to be a weakling?" muttered the only woman in the group.
Her gaze was fixed on the perfectly severed corpses of the fourth-rank monsters. Every member of her team was just as perplexed as she was.
"Maybe his sword is a supreme artifact?" joked another with a forced laugh.
No one acknowledged the joke.
Then, a voice shattered their silence, sharp as a blade.
"Come out."
The thieves froze, their breath caught.
He had spotted them.