The vast sky suddenly revealed a figure plummeting toward the rushing river below. Lan Wu’s eyes snapped open, her breath coming in sharp gasps. The suffocating sensation that had gripped her was gone. She flipped mid-air, her robes flapping wildly as the dense forest below rapidly grew larger in her vision. Clenching her fists, she felt the surge of demonic…
Threads of eerie blue demonic energy flowed from her body into the scroll, forming a faint, shimmering link. The more Lan Wu struggled, the faster her demonic energy drained. She looked around and saw many other contracted beasts in the same situation, some already half-swallowed by the painting. Ji Lingyue was struggling to hold onto her, her feet slowly slipping…
The white wolf followed the scent trail relentlessly, and after a full day of running, Lan Wu grew increasingly uneasy. If Xuan Yu had been captured, the group that took her must have been moving nonstop, and their direction seemed to be towards Yunxiao Pavilion. However, the Immortal Sect Competition held at Yunxiao Pavilion shouldn’t be over yet. What would…
In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed since they arrived at Fenyin Valley. Since two days ago, a fine drizzle had lingered in the valley, never quite ceasing. Early in the morning, the valley was lush and vibrant, with dewdrops clinging to the grass and leaves. Xuan Yu put on her bamboo hat and whistled to…
Soft, warm patches of sunlight dappled the bed linens, and barely visible dust motes danced in the rays streaming through the window. The woman on the bed stirred, her long lashes fluttering before she slowly opened her eyes, then groaned and shut them again. Someone behind her murmured, “Awake?” Ji Lingyue opened her mouth, but her throat felt parched, and…