The Conference Wasn't Even Over Before the Main Target Came Knocking

Several months later, above a mountain forest in the Southern Border of the Continent, thick with miasma and smoke, a jade-green flying ship sped past.

On the flying ship, Sheng Xia and Zhang Kong, two Nascent Soul Cultivators, stood one before the other, gazing around them with grave expressions.

"Senior Brother Sheng, you've been driving this flying ship without rest for over half a month. How about I take over from here, so you can properly restore your mana?" Zhang Kong said, patting his old friend on the shoulder.

"No need. This little expenditure is nothing. Now that Strange Thief True Lord has appeared, Nascent Soul cultivators throughout the Northern Domain of the Continent are all on edge. We martial brothers should return to the sect as quickly as possible," Sheng Xia said, shaking his head.

"Actually, Senior Brother, there's no need to be so nervous. Three days ago, that Strange Thief abducted the Fu Family's Grand Elder at Cold Peak in the Northern Domain. We're a full ten million li away from Cold Peak. We've even changed directions several times each day and deliberately suppressed our auras. Even if Strange Thief True Lord's divine abilities defy the heavens, he couldn't possibly find us. Besides, in another half day, we'll reach the sect's grounds. By then..." Zhang Kong abruptly stopped halfway through his sentence.

"Junior Brother Shi, that mouth of yours is practically a crow's beak..." Sheng Xia said with a bitter smile, his face full of dejection.

At that moment, a tall figure in black robes wearing a Kui Ox Mask appeared ten-odd li directly ahead of the flying ship.

The person blocking their path was undoubtedly Strange Thief True Lord, who had caused an enormous uproar across Heavenfall Continent over the past year.

In less than a year,