Deep within vast mountain ranges thousands of miles away.
In a small mountain range shrouded in mist year-round, the silence was broken only by the mournful wail of the mountain wind sweeping through the forest.
Two bedraggled figures lay sprawled across the bluish-gray rocks.
Feng Yao, dressed in plain white robes stained with dust, had fallen unconscious.
Cang Mingtian, blood steadily seeping down his face as he half lay amid a pile of shattered stones, completed the tragic scene.
"Speak! Where did you get this thing?"
Lu Xuan's oppressively powerful voice abruptly tore through the dead silence. His distinct-knuckled right hand clenched tightly around a golden jade seal.
In his ink-black eyes burned an almost crazed, blazing light, as though he wished to reduce everything before him to ashes.
Lu Xuan's sudden emotional shift made the heavily injured Cang Mingtian's pupils abruptly contract.
He stared blankly for a moment at this Law Enforcement Hall Chief Steward whom he did not recognize.
The Golden Core pressure radiating from Lu Xuan's body now seemed almost tangible as it enveloped the surroundings.
Stormy waves rose in Cang Mingtian's heart.
No matter how hard he racked his brains, he had never imagined that this Chief Steward of the Law Enforcement Hall would be such an immensely powerful Golden Core expert.
After all, a Golden Core Cultivator, even within the Azure Heaven Mansion Sect, was qualified to serve as an elder.
Yet Lu Xuan was merely a Law Enforcement Hall steward!
Such scheming and concealment were enough to send chills down one's spine.
Unimaginable agony surged through him in wave after wave, yet Cang Mingtian forced himself to hold on.
He planted his bloodstained palm against the ground and used every ounce of strength he had to rise to his feet.
Cang Mingtian forcibly swallowed