The cry for help was extremely faint.
Ordinary people amidst the busy city traffic, with car horns blaring incessantly, would hardly hear it.
But Baiyu's hearing was incredibly sensitive.
Elite Level Martial Artist.
With a lifespan exceeding two hundred years, a mere punch could easily pierce through steel plates.
A gentle pinch could crush a pebble into powder.
If Blood Qi were unleashed fully, he would become a human-shaped meat grinder.
With such physical capabilities.
His hearing naturally surpassed that of ordinary people.
Though the cry for help was faint, to Baiyu, it was very clear.
Moreover, the voice was continuously diminishing.
This indicated that the person might be fleeing, or possibly severely injured, on the brink of death.
Baiyu quickened his pace, rushing toward the direction the voice was coming from.
It was a patch of green grassland.
There were no street lamps.
In the distance were two residential buildings, extremely quiet.
