Elsewhere, on the Sky Continent, in the Demon Domain Mountains.
That mysterious cave.
Gazing at the figure within the formation, Tian Xiaojian's expression shifted and flickered. That old monster named Feng Liang, though trapped within layer upon layer of restrictions, was still not someone he could handle.
In fact, before her, even fleeing was impossible.
What on earth should he do?
Ever since the Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil had fallen, Tian Xiaojian had encountered many perilous situations, but not one of them could compare to what stood before him now.
Tian Xiaojian had already remembered the name Wang Tinglou. He had once, under extremely accidental circumstances, heard someone mention him—the Grand Elder of Pine Wind Academy, the legendary number one expert of the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces.
And since this old monster called Feng Liang was Tinglou's mortal enemy, nine times out of ten she was also at the Lihe Late Stage.
The corners of Tian Xiaojian's mouth turned somewhat bitter. Back then, Fairy Ruyan had, with her strength alone, annihilated tens of thousands of immortal cultivators from the eighty-two-family alliance, among whom there had been as many as eight Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators.
The Lihe Realm was a watershed. Tian Xiaojian had read descriptions related to this in many ancient texts. For a mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator like himself to show off his paltry skills before the other party was practically no different from seeking death.
Force would not work. He could only outwit her. On the surface, Tian Xiaojian remained perfectly calm, but in his heart he was racking his brains for a way to escape.
"Boy, what are you called?" Feng Liang's rough, bold voice entered his ears.
"This junior's surname is Field, given name Xiaojian."
"Tian Xiaojian. Mm, not a bad name.