The moon was dark and the wind was high.
On a peak standing like a sword, a young man in a wide-sleeved robe stood with hands behind his back, overlooking the vast Western Wilderness where towering ancient trees grew endlessly, like dragons dancing chaotically.
This figure was none other than Ye Qingchen!
"Since you've chosen to court death, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Ye Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.
Since entering the Western Wilderness, he had encountered countless ambushes, assassinations, and encirclements. Endless demon cultivators, almost never ceasing! Thus, he would no longer hold back!
Looking at the continuous mountain ranges.
Boom!
A massive divine sense, like a tide, surged vertically from the peak as if a waterfall was pouring down, sweeping in all directions.
The divine sense passed through mountains, covered valleys, swept across caves, and extended to ravines and gorges, directly encompassing the world!
In an instant.
