Lan Yin Valley stretched nearly a hundred thousand li in every direction. After the initial calm within this perilous land, its true dangers had finally begun to reveal themselves.
At the foot of a towering mountain that pierced the clouds, a woman in her thirties, dressed in white robes and possessing exceptionally beautiful features, was cautiously flying forward. Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air rang out. A black streak shot from the dense mountain forest ahead of her. With a flash of black light, it reached the space before her.
The black streak appeared to be only about a foot long, but the pressure it revealed was astonishing.
"Hmph, you actually dared to ambush me!" a delicate shout rang out. The graceful figure suddenly blurred, vanishing without a trace at the critical instant.
When her figure flickered into view again, the female cultivator had already shifted more than a dozen zhang to the side.
"Oh? Your vigilance is quite impressive. But you're merely a first-tier female cultivator. Could you really stir up any trouble?" A surprised voice rang out. The trees in the forest swayed, revealing a middle-aged man in a red robe with a lecherous, sinister face. With a sway, he floated dozens of zhang before the female cultivator.
He beckoned with one hand. The black streak flew back into his palm, then vanished in a flash.
"You dared to ambush this Immortal Fairy? Your life has run its course." The female cultivator said nothing more. Anger appeared on her pretty face, and when she raised her slender hand, a mass of pink mist suddenly flashed into being. Like a hurricane, it swept toward the lecherous middle-aged cultivator.
"You think a mere cloud of mist can do anything to this old man? You'd better obediently surrender