"Yu Xiaochang?"
Wan Wushuang murmured, her beautiful eyes dark with thought, then turned and left.
After Lin Chang'sheng left the Void Divine Hall and traveled a thousand miles, he still felt unsafe.
He sprinted another thirty thousand miles before finally stopping in a range of rolling mountains.
The terrain here undulated so much that even a Nascent Soul cultivator would need considerable time to scan it with Divine Sense.
Lin Chang'sheng found a natural cave and slipped inside.
Next, he channeled his magical power, cut off a huge boulder, and blocked the entrance.
That way, unless he made a ton of noise, not even a Nascent Soul powerhouse would be able to detect him.
Lin Chang'sheng pulled out the storage bags from the three Golden Core cultivators he'd killed, then dumped out their contents in a heap.
Turns out, there were plenty of treasures here.
