I was completely focused on tracking that eerie aura. The cultivators behind me, though showing signs of exhaustion, followed closely. At this moment, everything around me seemed to fade into the background, with my mind set solely on finding the fiends' portal as quickly as possible and destroying it completely.
"Young Hero Lu, are you certain it's this way?" City Lord Fang asked, panting heavily. His face was somewhat pale from prolonged high-intensity combat and trekking, and beads of sweat continuously rolled down his forehead. Even his Foundation Establishment Peak cultivation was beginning to feel strained under this continuous drain.
I ignored him, my brows knitted tightly as I concentrated even harder on sensing that elusive, ghost-like aura. Every subtle change could determine whether we succeeded in cutting off the fiends' reinforcements.
Chapter 118