Flying Alone

Xuanqian Continent, where sects stood in great numbers and experts abounded.
The youth, Zhou Heng, with a mysterious black Broken Sword in his Dantian, emerged from Origin Stone Town and fought his way to claim a piece of the world in this grand era.
To the exceedingly wicked, kill!
To those who bullied my friends and family, kill!
To those who obstructed my path to enlightenment, kill!
On the path to the heavens, I tread with songs, with a sword in hand, I alone am honored under the heavens!

Shocking the Nine Heavens With My Sword

Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan, both of whom were at the Spirit Sea Realm cultivation level and had even formed a Divine Intent, moved with incredible speed, covering a thousand miles in an instant, their gazes sweeping over the surrounding area.


These tens of millions of corpses, they couldn't just be hidden away if one wished.


To transport these corpses, the caravan that would have to be mobilized would surely be astoundingly large, or perhaps even a flying artifact larger than a Void Ship! But Void Ships were ancient treasures that no one could forge anymore, and finding a flying artifact bigger than a Void Ship was almost impossible!


But with so many corpses in tow, how could they move so quickly?


After chasing for half a day, Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion.


"Could it be that we've chased in the wrong direction?"


"Were the previous blood footprints just a misdirection?"


Chapter 336: Valley of Corpses (1/3)