The night was black as ink, dunes rising and falling.
A distance of twenty miles was but a moment's work for a True Origin Realm expert.
As they drew nearer, the sounds of battle became increasingly clear. Icy blue glimmers intertwined and collided with pale golden Buddhist light, standing out sharply in the gloom.
Chen Qing and Qi Yu tacitly restrained their auras, the True Essence within their bodies coming to a standstill.
Both possessed exceptional movement techniques. Using the shadows of the dunes and the rolling terrain, they silently climbed a taller sand ridge, lowered themselves, and looked down.
In the relatively flat sandy valley below, the battle was raging.
One side had four people, all dressed in identical pitch-black Tight-fitting Outfits.
Their auras were formidable. Two had already reached the realm of Nine Refinements of True Essence Tempering, coldness condensed around them without dispersing. The other two were also experts of Eight Refinements, their surging True Essence stirring up flakes of ice.
They were Great Snow Mountain experts!
At that moment, two Eight Refinements experts had joined forces to besiege two young Martial Monks on the other side.
The two Martial Monks wore apricot-yellow monk's robes covered by simple leather armor. Though their shaved heads bore the marks of Buddhist precepts, heroic vigor surged from their brows, and their Qi and Blood roiled powerfully. They clearly followed the path of Buddhist Guardian Martial Monks.
Each held a seasoned bronze staff. Their staff techniques were broad and forceful, fierce beyond compare, pale golden Buddhist light clinging to the weapons as they continuously clashed against the incoming icy palm force and Sword Qi.
Yet though the two Martial Monks were brave and fierce, their opponents were Great Snow Mountain experts after all. Their techniques were cold, sinister, and tricky, and