Divine Hint: Reporting An Escaped Convict From The Start

382 Coming One After Another, Guards

Master Sanyang’s attacks were extremely sharp. As his figure kept changing, an extremely sharp attack landed on the cultivators. Even more cultivators were killed by Master Sanyang.

“Ah!” Screams kept coming.

A moment later, the dozen or so cultivators were no longer standing.

However, after Master Sanyang fought for a while, more cultivators appeared.

A few figures appeared on the river ahead. They all exuded a proud aura. They were all wearing black and white robes and should be from a faction. The leader was an old man in a Daoist robe. His aura was restrained, making it impossible to tell his exact cultivation level. However, as he stood there, it was as if spiritual power in the world was circulating towards him.

These people were the cultivators of the Kunlun Immortal Sect. This old man in the Daoist robe was the Grand Elder of their Immortal Sect, Pan Zhengjiang.

“Is the key to the mystic realm in that Daoist’s hand?”

At this moment, Pan Zhengjiang looked at the battle in front of him and asked the person beside him. His gaze landed on the cultivator in the same Daoist robe in front of him. He could naturally tell that this Daoist was also a Core Formation cultivator.

However, this Daoist was only at the early-stage Core Formation realm, and he seemed to have just broken through to the Core Formation realm.

“First Elder, I’m not sure either, but I’m almost certain. However, according to the news, the key to the mystic realm is here! The Jade Pool Immortal Sect seems to have a special way to know the whereabouts of the key to the mystic realm…”

Immediately, another cultivator from the Kunlun Immortal Sect said directly. This cultivator was in charge of collecting information.

“Yes!”

When Pan Zhengjiang heard this, his expression froze. If it was in the hands of this Daoist, it would be easy for him to attack! The other party was definitely not his match.

Even if Pan Zhengjiang was prepared to attack directly, his thoughts were similar to those people from before. First come, first served…

However, at this moment, Pan Zhengjiang landed on the crawling cat behind him.

“Ooh?”

Pan Zhengjiang immediately let out a surprised cry, and his eyes narrowed.

That was because Pan Zhengjiang sensed an unusual aura from this cat.

Demon King!

Pan Zhengjiang immediately made a judgment. That cat was clearly a demon king.

How was that possible?

Pan Zhengjiang was in disbelief. He sensed that something was wrong and gave up on attacking directly.

An early-stage Core Formation cultivator was nothing, but with the addition of a Demon King, it would be difficult for him to deal with them. It had to be known that under normal circumstances, the bodies of those demon beasts were very powerful, and it was even more so for Demon Kings. Demon Kings were equivalent to Core Formation cultivators. Coupled with their bodies, they were definitely stronger than cultivators of the same realm.

Boom boom boom!

Master Sanyang was decisive and sharp. In just a moment, he killed and crippled more than ten cultivators.

“Awesome! Is anyone else going to attack?”

Master Sanyang stood proudly again and said wildly. This battle was really to his heart’s content. Master Sanyang even realized that his cultivation had become stronger and stronger in the battle.

Master Sanyang glanced around and saw Pan Zhengjiang and the others from the Kunlun Immortal Sect. His heart skipped a beat.

Master Sanyang’s powerful attack had a certain deterrent effect. Many people had strange expressions in their eyes, but no one attacked again.

However, at this moment, in the other direction, two more figures suddenly appeared. Their bodies were filled with a majestic aura.

They were the Governor of the Southwest Town’s garrison, Nie Yuntian, and Daoist Zhang from the Special Operations Department.

When Nie Yuntian and Daoist Zhang appeared, they attracted the attention of everyone.

“Fellow Daoists, I’m the Governor of the Southwest Town’s garrison, Nie Yuntian. This is the territory of our Southwest Town’s garrison. Please give me face and stop fighting. Don’t hurt the innocent…” As soon as Nie Yuntian appeared, he said directly, reporting his name and showed his attitude.

“Governor Nie, you have to ask them!” said Master Sanyang directly. He naturally knew Nie Yuntian.

When Nie Yuntian saw Master Sanyang, his expression froze. He knew him too. He was a famous cultivator in Jiangbei, but according to Long Zhiming, he had already been subdued by Li Hao and became his subordinate.

In that case, Li Hao was the one living in the villa.

Thinking of this, Nie Yuntian was surprised again. According to the information he had received, these people were all here for the key to the mystic realm, but at this moment, they were here.

Didn’t that mean that Li Hao had the key to the mystic realm?

Shocking!

Nie Yuntian was shocked! However, he quickly felt relieved.

Li Hao was his benefactor and a true demon. It seemed reasonable for him to have the key to the mystic realm.

“Fellow Daoist from the Kunlun Immortal Sect! Please don’t cause a fight for my sake!”

Nie Yuntian looked at Pan Zhengjiang again. Daoist Zhang had already sent him a voice transmission to tell him the other party’s background.

“The Governor of the Southwest Town’s garrison? Hehe… Your reputation is useless to me! I advise you not to be a busybody! Scram! Go back to where you came from!” When Pan Zhengjiang heard Nie Yuntian’s words, he laughed coldly again and said proudly.

Clearly, Pan Zhengjiang did not take the garrison of Southwest Town seriously at all.

When Nie Yuntian heard the other party’s words, anger appeared in his eyes. The figures of the garrison had already appeared around the villa below, and these figures surrounded Li Hao’s villa.

It was not an encirclement, but guards.

Seeing this scene, a strange expression appeared in Master Sanyang’s eyes.

These people from the Southwest Town garrison were actually guarding.

Most of these people from the Southwest Town garrison were still martial artists. Other than Nie Yuntian, there were only four or five Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, at this moment, they stood around the villa without hesitation, their eyes filled with determination.

“If you want to snatch the key to the mystic realm, you have to get past our Southwest Town garrison first.” Another voice sounded. It was from the Deputy Governor of the Southwest Town’s garrison, Yue Qianshan.

In the villa, Li Hao naturally sensed this scene and his heart skipped a beat.