The squad led by Qianhuan Xuanzheng had died before it could claim its first victory.
Weisheng Moran continued refining the remaining Astral God Origins, steadily increasing her strength.
Previously, Li Tianming and the others had waited years for a suitable target. It had indeed taken a long time.
But now, with the Yi'an Bow as bait, their next target would surely appear much sooner!
And so Silver Dust kept a constant watch on the "bait"!
Somewhere outside the Lifeless Thousand Illusions Sect.
A red-haired young man strolled through the glittering starry cosmos with an arm around a woman in a blue dress.
The young man was tall, with brows like mountain peaks and eyes that blazed like torches. His bearing was anything but ordinary.
He did not look very old, though. He was likely still a disciple of the sect.
The blue-dressed woman had slender willow brows and limpid autumn eyes. She seemed gentle and endearing. Though petite, she was a sparrow with all its organs intact, and her graceful figure left plenty to the imagination.
"Cifeng, I heard things have been unsettled in the sect lately. Why don't we stay closer this time?" the blue-dressed woman said softly.
"Aunt Mei, you're an Illusionist. How are you this timid?" the red-haired young man teased.
"Hmph! You impudent child, how dare you laugh at me? Have you no respect for your elders?" The blue-dressed woman pouted and gave his arm a hard twist.
The red-haired young man ignored her retaliation and laughed. "I say we don't need to be that careful. Yes, Li Tianming is a little strange, and I heard someone from the sect has been captured. But we're right outside our sect's gates! However wicked he is, would he dare abduct one of us on our own doorstep?"