"It seems to resemble the energy inside the demon stone..."
Li Qian’s brows furrowed slightly.
How could it be related to demons?
But the residual energy couldn’t be faked.
In this period, he absorbed the Demon Essence from the demon stone every other day, so he was highly sensitive to this type of energy.
Although this residual energy wasn’t pure Demon Energy, its nature was very similar, likely having the same origin.
Of course, he might have thought it wrong.
Perhaps it was Inner Qi True Qi transformed through some demonic cultivation technique.
After all, his experience was too shallow, unfamiliar with the martial arts of the world.
He still kept his guard up.
He had to be cautious.
After inspecting the Xia Mansion, Li Qian walked alone in Sanhe Town, hoping to find some clues.
Relying solely on the Xuan Supervision Department and the stationed Inner Sect Disciples to investigate could take a long time to catch those people.
He didn’t want to waste too much time on this purging mission.
Suddenly, Li Qian stopped in a low residential area.
He faintly smelled a very faint scent of blood, carried over by the night breeze.
Moreover, using his Spiritual Perception, he could also clearly sense the blood particles mixed in the air.
Someone nearby had died.
Most likely murdered.
He immediately traced the scent towards the low residential houses.
...
Sanhe Town.
Inside a civilian house.
Three corpses were nailed to the wall, the flowing blood had coagulated, still emitting a strong blood scent.
But beside the table, four people were eating and drinking, seemingly indifferent to the corpses on the wall.
Suddenly, a person walked in, "The Divine Sword Sect has dispatched an Innate Martial Artist."
"So what, as long as it’s not someone from the True Essence Realm, if they provoke us, just exterminate them."
One burly man, his face covered with horizontal flesh, held a glossy big pig trotter, completely unconcerned as he spoke with oil dripping from his mouth.
"There will always be some trouble, we’ve already got three pieces, and there’s one left..."
The speaker was a skinny man looking weak and sickly, he pulled out three pieces of cowhide paper from his bosom and spread them out on the table.
Each piece of cowhide paper had a detailed map.
Joined together, they seemed to form a bigger complete map.
Except for a missing piece.
"According to the clues, the last piece of the map fell into the hands of a servant disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, but... that servant disciple is already dead, and the map is lost... this complicates things, how do we explain to the Sect Hierarch if we can’t get this last piece?"
The skinny man sighed.
Suddenly, his expression changed, "Someone’s coming."
Everyone else quieted down, ceasing their eating and drinking.
Soon, a series of light footsteps approached and then stopped outside the house.
Outside.
Li Qian did not release his Spiritual Perception.
But he had already keenly sensed several strong presences inside the house.
"Is it this easy?"
Li Qian muttered to himself.
He hadn’t expected that these people hadn’t left and were still hiding in Sanhe Town.
That indicated they were very confident.
"Come out."
With his sword on his back, his hands behind him, Li Qian spoke indifferently.
"A Divine Sword Sect’s Innate expert? Tsk tsk... There’s a road to heaven yet you don’t take it, insisting on breaking through the door to hell."
A deep voice came from inside the house.
The aura Li Qian emitted was just ordinary Innate True Qi Realm.
As long as it wasn’t an elder-level Innate strong man, they naturally weren’t afraid.
Suddenly.
A sonic boom erupted.
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