Sacred Relic Land, above a desolate Gobi wasteland.
"Whoosh—!"
A streak of azure light swept across the sky at astonishing speed, like willow fluff blown by a gale, leaving behind countless afterimages!
Within that streak of light was Zuoqiu Qingyu, holding the pale and weakly breathing Yao Yao in her arms!
Not far behind them, six streams of Origin Qi in different colors, all brimming with killing intent, pursued them relentlessly like maggots clinging to bone! They were Wu Huang, Ye Ming, and the four prodigies of the Eastern Profound Continent!
"Zuoqiu Qingyu! You can't escape! Put down Yao Yao, and I'll spare your life!" Wu Huang's furious roar rolled over like thunder, carrying boundless killing intent.
"Demoness! Let's see how much longer you can hold on!" Ye Ming's voice was as cold and sinister as a venomous snake.
They had been chasing each other for half a day! They had crossed several mountain ranges and traversed wastelands. Zuoqiu Qingyu's movement technique was elusive and unpredictable, allowing her to narrowly evade their encirclements time and again. Yet fleeing at full speed for so long had greatly drained her. As for Yao Yao, whom she protected, her injuries showed signs of worsening. Her face was white as paper, and her breathing was rapid.
"Cough, cough..." Yao Yao coughed up another mouthful of blood, staining the front of her clothes red. Deep within her cold eyes, an extreme chill and violence were frantically gathering!
An ancient, mysterious rune flickered faintly between her brows, as though some terrifying existence was about to awaken! Some seal within her body had already reached the brink of collapse under the stimulation of mortal danger and extreme fury!
Just as Yao Yao's gaze sharpened and she prepared to disregard everything, forcibly break open the seal, and perish