Seeing the all-too-familiar magic treasure before her, Bai Yuxian had yet to search for its owner when a voice reached her ears from behind.
The moment she turned around, a streak of light was already speeding toward her through the distant sky.
Before long, a figure appeared before her and waved the Golden Bronze Mirror that had blocked the white sword light back to his side.
Once she saw who it was, a smile immediately appeared on Bai Yuxian's face.
"Junior Brother Song, you saved me again."
"I hurried here as fast as I could, but I still arrived a step too late. This time, I miscalculated."
Half a month earlier, after repelling the Demon Race at Taiyue Lake, Song Qingming had agreed with Wang Yan and the others on a time to head south and support Lu State, then had rushed to the front-line battlefield ahead of them.
Unexpectedly, before he could arrive, Baimeng Mountain had already fallen to the Tianhai Alliance.
While traveling midway there, Song Qingming happened to discover the sounds of fierce fighting from this battlefield. He immediately cast a spell and rushed over, saving Bai Yuxian from danger.
In contrast to Bai Yuxian's excited expression after being rescued, Han Feng and the others standing nearby were filled with shock at the sudden appearance of Song Qingming.
They had never expected reinforcements to arrive at such a critical moment, much less for this person's cultivation to seemingly surpass Bai Yuxian's.
The two Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Jade Sword Gate in the distance were especially incredulous when they saw Song Qingming.
He had clearly been so far away just now. What divine ability had this man used to release a magic treasure across such a distance and block the divine abilities of both of them?
Even