Amid the vast, empty mountain ranges, two streaks of light shot forward, flying at astonishing speed. With almost every flicker, they crossed more than a hundred zhang.
"Whoosh."
A faint, nearly inaudible sound of something tearing through the air suddenly rang out below and ahead of the two fleeing streaks. Along with it, a weak energy fluctuation surfaced as well. A flash of azure light suddenly appeared and shot toward the streak of light in front.
"Poof." Almost the instant the azure light appeared, a soft sound rang out from the black streak of light flying ahead.
"Ah! No, someone is ambushing—"
The terrified cry had only just begun and had not yet finished when the black streak of light vanished. A figure flickered and fell toward the lower side at an angle. With a bang, the cultivator flying in front crashed into the dense mountain forest below.
The azure light flashed, wheeled once, and suddenly vanished into thin air.
Just as that cultivator fell, a figure flashed into view from the dense mountain forest several dozen zhang away. Yet after only a flicker, the figure disappeared without a trace once more.
When the figure appeared again, its hand had already seized the cultivator who had fallen into the forest.
With a lift of his hand, a strange energy entered the unconscious cultivator's body. The energy flashed, and the fallen cultivator's figure vanished from his hand.
"Ah! Who are you? How dare you ambush an elder of the Ghost Talisman Sect! What have you done to Senior Disciple Brother Wang? Release him at once, or I'll make sure you die here!"
Though the incident had occurred without warning, the middle-aged early Ghost Lord cultivator several dozen zhang behind the fallen cultivator had still seen what happened ahead clearly. After his