"Wheeze... wheeze..."
Rapid breathing rang out through the dense mountain forest. The thin Zhang Ling could run no farther. At that moment, he felt as if his lungs were about to explode. His legs had gone weak, his forehead burned, and everything before his eyes had turned gray-black, as though he would collapse at any moment.
"Senior Sister... Senior Sister, I can't run anymore. I can't run."
Zhang Ling sprawled on the ground like a fish on the verge of drying to death. No matter how He Mei pulled, she could not get him back on his feet.
Looking at this junior apprentice brother, He Mei wanted to scold him a few times, but she did not know what to say. After all, Zhang Ling had only entered the sect a little over a year ago and had just begun to circulate qi through his body. He might not even count as being at the first layer of Qi Refining yet. He had followed her over mountains and across hundreds of li without food or water. What more could she possibly demand of him?
Yet when she thought of their mad master, their crazed senior brother, their second senior brother whose personality had changed completely, and all those senior brothers and sisters, He Mei could not stop her tears from falling. The two of them were already the last living people in Cloud Immortal Temple.
Cloud Immortal Temple had never been the most prosperous temple among the Hundred Thousand Li Great Mountains, but it had still possessed a modest reputation.
Their master, Temple Master True Person Meiyun, had been a Golden Core Realm great cultivator. Their senior brother Zhang Qiang and second senior brother Tang Pin had both been Purple Mansion Realm cultivators. There had also been a group of