Lei Jun continued to diligently conceal his tracks and restrain his vital energy.
Although he had already crossed Dengfeng Ridge, the commotion behind him was earth-shattering, and the farther he could escape, the better.
Several powerhouses from the Upper Three Heavens were currently preoccupied with each other; their awareness of their surroundings, though still strong, was not as comprehensive as before.
Lei Jun carefully concealed his form, leaving no trace as he continued to head south.
Right now, he could only hope that Tang Xiaotang's secluded cultivation area was to the south, rather than in the north of Dengfeng Ridge, which had already become physically devastated.
Truth be told, Lei Jun had his doubts.
It seemed that the Li Clan had no idea that this area was so dangerous.
How could it be such a coincidence that so many crises had converged near Tang Xiaotang's secluded cultivation spot?
