On the path of cultivation, life and death are the norm.
"Madam Tian, please accept my condolences!"
The relationship among everyone wasn't that deep, so Li Weiyi found it hard to empathize. He instead asked, "Who is Di Ran?" In the valley, among the group of people attacking them, Li Weiyi only recognized Sui Sect's Xue Qi and San Chen Palace's Chen Song, which he had learned from Shang Zhi when they entered the mountain.
Zuo Qiu Lanlan wiped away her tears and said with resentment, "Di Ran is one of the three major Zen Masters of the Coffin Mountain, a disciple of Master Xin Ku Zen. Like his master, he enjoys eating humans and is extremely cruel.
But he has the cultivation of the second realm of the Five Seas Realm, a freakish type broken from the Nine Springs, who has consumed the blood of two ancient immortal beasts. His strength is exceptionally formidable..."
Listening to her account, Li Weiyi knew who it was—this was the freakish martial cultivator about four meters tall, with a pair of metallic wings. At that time, he was wearing the skin of a departing spirit and was flying above the valley; Shang Zhi was killed by the metallic feathers that flew off his body.
"Madam Tian, do not be sad; I will definitely kill that Di Ran!"