In a place like this, one must not only guard against the Ghost Race, but also be wary of one's own Human Race.
Because within each sect there are rivalries and old grudges, even if on the surface everything seems peaceful, like everything is fine and everyone gets along.
That's just because the right opportunity hasn't presented itself.
Once the right opportunity arises, there will be plenty who will kick you when you're down.
"I understand." Li Changqing nodded, not saying much because revealing that his cultivation was not suppressed would surely cause big trouble.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Seven swords flew back, returning to the Sword Box.
Li Changqing originally wanted to keep one sword, but he thought about how he had already acted twice, and keeping a sword would definitely arouse suspicion.
So the Jinglan Sword was also retrieved, though his Divine Soul watched Li Hengsheng, worried he might encounter further danger.
At this moment, Li Hengsheng was indeed in danger.
