At the same time, waves of battle cries and miserable screams suddenly rang out from not far away.
Looking up, they saw flames soaring into the sky between the two mountains, spiritual energy thrown into chaos.
With a single glance, Gu Ming knew that her lair had been discovered by Ming City's people.
She struggled out of the enormous crater, several cracks now marring the purple-gold mask on her face.
"Cough, cough! Heavenly Thunder Wrath... True Monarch Qingyun of the Tianyi Sect, the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator on the Southern Continent. It seems I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai."
True Monarch Qingyun's smile did not fade. With a curl of her fingertip, Gu Ming was instantly engulfed in lightning, her screams rising one after another.
Before long, she had only a single breath left.
Leaning on the Small Wooden Sword, Lin Qi stepped forward. "Master, Senior Sister was bewitched by the Ghost-faced Musk Deer. I don't know how she is now."
True Monarch Qingyun shook her head and sighed. "In the end, she could not escape this tribulation."
Lin Qi frowned, her little face creased with worry. "Master, will Senior Sister be all right? I did everything according to your instructions."
True Monarch Qingyun had taught her both the spatial teleportation array disk and the cold stone seal. Otherwise, how could Lin Qi have summoned True Monarch Qingyun so quickly?
Clearly, True Monarch Qingyun had long anticipated Senior Sister Yuan Xi's danger this time.
"I don't know. We will see how she is after she wakes."
True Monarch Qingyun's gaze rested on Lin Qi's face for several breaths. "Little Qi, your complexion is wrong."
As she spoke, she raised a hand and took Lin Qi's pulse.
In an instant, she understood Lin Qi's condition.
"Little Qi, what