Chapter 18: Wilderness Rebirth
During the days of escape, Sean was like a stray dog, sneaking into the depths of the wilderness. He did not dare to stay, and devoured fierce beasts and spiritual herbs every day, and his cultivation level slowly climbed. A year later, he broke through to the first level of the foundation building realm in a barren mountain, his body was as hard as iron, and his spiritual consciousness covered a thousand miles.
"Qingyun Sect, I will come back!" Sean stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes like a knife. He began to gather scattered cultivators and establish the "Tuntian League", a force that belonged only to him. There were more and more strong people in the league, and his reputation spread in the wilderness, and even the Qingyun Sect could not sit still.
On this day, the Qingyun Sect sent a team of pursuers, five peak disciples of the Condensation Realm, and they rushed into the Tuntian League with great momentum. The leader sneered: "Sean, you dare to betray the sect, today is your death!"
Sean stood in front of the mountain village, with the black iron sword in his hand, and his breath was like the abyss: "Just you?" He swung the sword, and the wind blade mixed with the devouring power. Before the five people got close, their spiritual energy was drained and they fell to the ground screaming.
"Swallowing the divine body, it is indeed invincible!" The scattered cultivators in the alliance were stunned, and their morale was boosted. But a bigger crisis came-Peter personally led the team to kill, and the pressure from the Golden Core Realm was overwhelming.
"Sean, hand over the inheritance, and I will leave you with a whole body!" Peter's flying sword was like a rainbow, and the sword energy tore through the rocks. Sean sneered: "Old dog, if you want to kill me, try my sword first!" He activated the "Swallowing Heaven Scripture", and the black mist turned into a giant hand, grabbing the flying sword.
"Bang!" The flying sword shattered, Peter roared, and slapped it with a palm. Sean did not retreat but advanced, and the wind blade and the swallowing power came out together, and he actually resisted the attack of the Golden Core. He had blood at the corner of his mouth, but took the opportunity to swallow a trace of Peter's spiritual energy, and his cultivation soared to the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"Old thief, this is just interest!" Sean shouted, retreated violently, and fled into the forest. Peter was so angry that he vomited blood, but did not dare to chase him further. The Heaven Devouring Alliance was gaining great fame. Sean stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes piercing: "William, Peter, when I become a golden elixir, it will be the day you die!