Zhong Shenxiu lifted his gaze.
It was as if his eyes pierced through the train carriage, reaching the high altitude of ten thousand meters.
Almost immediately, he saw a group of Eastern cultivators with their hair tied up in buns, their robes fluttering, and wide sleeves waving.
The group, resembling startled beasts stumbling into a trap, was scattering in all directions. Some summoned their Lifebound Flying Swords and cried out loudly, "Kill the thieves!"
Zhong Shenxiu's gaze instantly filled with pity.
'As expected... after the barrier vanished, even though the Western army has already invaded Central Earth, the Cultivators of Central Earth can also come over... Which clan's intelligence squad is this? The leader seems to be a Primordial Pill Cultivator... alas, still courting death.'
'Don't they see that even I dare not show off too much?'
