Shenhua Mountain.
Yu Rong, who had been meditating in the hall, suddenly sensed that her third disciple was in danger. Yet it also seemed as though nothing was wrong. Everything was hazy, and she could not divine the Heavenly Secrets. When she tried again, she found that all was safe and sound. It was very strange.
After a moment's thought, she decided to go southeast to take a look, just to be safe. With her abilities, she should be able to come and go freely.
After sending a voice transmission to inform the others, she transformed into a streak of light and sped southeast.
When she reached a certain place, she suddenly stopped. Yu Rong's face turned cold, and her treasured sword flew from its sheath on its own. There was an ambush. Three Western Teachings experts stood ahead, blocking her path and cutting off all contact with the outside world. What she had not expected was that there were also two survivors from the demonic sects' encirclement years ago, surrounding her from four directions.
The three Western Teachings monks frowned, deeply displeased by the appearance of the demonic sect remnants.
Now that the yellow mud had fallen into her pants, even if it was not shit, it had become shit.
The happiest of all were those two demonic sect remnants. In high spirits, they looked at Pure Yang's True Person Qingxu, trapped in the middle, and the three Western Teachings monks opposite her.
Yu Rong had not expected them to use her third disciple as bait to lure her away from Shenhua Mountain. Was she their target?
The three sides remained silent for a moment before Yu Rong struck first!
Battles between great experts had to be fought high in the sky, lest they harm innocent people below and