But there were too many creatures of the Demon Race.
They came in waves, endlessly, as if without end.
This made the Long-armed Ape feel extremely troubled.
Yet Lin Heng, on the other hand, was indifferent.
In contrast, to him, the more Demon Race creatures there were, the better.
Because his cultivation rewards kept increasing.
The only thing that puzzled him was that although his Cultivation Value kept growing continuously, his realm remained stuck at Ancestral Immortal Perfection.
This made him realize that to break through to a Quasi-Saint, he might still need some kind of opportunity.
Clang!
Just as Lin Heng was pondering this.
A sharp, blade-unsheathing sound suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth.
Lin Heng and the Long-armed Ape's expressions slightly changed, and they both raised their heads.
