It was a peaceful morning. The Sun had just risen, spilling warm sunlight over the earth. From time to time, birdsong drifted into the ear, and everywhere was filled with a quiet, harmonious air.
The beautiful grassland stretched as far as the eye could see. A light breeze blew, and pasture grass as tall as a person swayed with the wind.
A wild rabbit hopped out from the grass, its ears standing high, searching for food while keeping alert for wolves, foxes, and other predators of the plains.
After much effort, it finally found a wild fruit and happily began gnawing on it. Suddenly, its ears twitched, as though it had sensed something wrong. It turned its head in some alarm, then actually abandoned the fruit and vanished into the nearby grass.
Just as the wild rabbit fled in panic, a dazzling radiance suddenly lit up on the distant horizon. Then several Startling Rainbows flashed and came racing this way like wind and lightning.
Those Startling Rainbows were extremely fast. After a short while, the faces within the Escape Light could be seen clearly—it was actually seven or eight Cultivators, their faces full of fear, as if something were chasing them, fleeing this way in a fluster.
The middle-aged man in the lead looked to be over forty, dressed in black, his cultivation roughly at the middle stage of Core Condensation.
He was also the one with the highest realm among this group. The other Cultivators were only in their early twenties, and their cultivation levels were even more uneven, ranging from Foundation Establishment Early Stage to Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
Though these people's clothing and appearances differed, their collars and cuffs all bore the same mark. Clearly, they were cultivators from the same sect; of course, it was also