Lingmu's Fiancé

Luo Li let out a low roar as a torrent of silver spiritual energy erupted from within her body. Like an enraged giant dragon, it gave a deep roar and surged toward the black shadow.

The black shadow was pitch-black all over. Faced with the incoming attack, it did not evade. Instead, it reached out and grabbed a scroll flying from the Scripture Depository, using the Scripture Depository's teleportation to flee this starry expanse.

Just as Luo Li's attack was about to strike the black shadow, it was unexpectedly blocked by black mist that had appeared from nowhere.

Luo Li and Nine Nether could only watch helplessly as the black shadow left.

"It actually has an accomplice."

Nine Nether said in a deep voice.

"I have a feeling this isn't so simple. Let's quickly choose a divine ability, then head to the Heavenly Emperor's Mausoleum."

Luo Li said with a frown.

Nine Nether nodded.

Elsewhere.

This was a crimson-yellow desert. Gale-force winds swept grains of sand across the wasteland, and their mournful howls carried a faint chill. In such a desolate place, not a single person could be seen as far as the eye could reach. There was only the endless sandstorm and the shrieking wind.

Suddenly, the wind swept over a patch of pale yellow wild grass, and a flying carpet slowly emerged.

Two figures sat atop the flying carpet. One was a peerlessly beautiful woman in a white dress. Perhaps because she had been rushing along, she looked somewhat disheveled.

The other figure lay in her arms, his clothes torn and stained with blood. His breathing was extremely faint. If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone would have taken him for a body awaiting burial.

They were Wen Lingmu and Chen Mo's Thunder