Dao Integration Realm

Boom!!

The window shattered, and a blood-soaked figure crashed in. The treasured sword in their hand flew away as well, embedding itself diagonally in a roof beam, its hilt still trembling. The figure smashed through several medicine cabinets in succession before finally stopping when their back struck the restriction on the rear wall.

The sudden upheaval silenced everyone.

The figure who had fallen to the ground pushed herself up, her eyes filled with despair. The face concealed beneath her hair was revealed as well.

It was Mu Jian Yu!

"Chen Luo? Why are you here?!"

Mu Jian Yu's despairing expression relaxed at once the instant she saw Chen Luo.

To everyone else, Chen Luo at the Dao Integration Realm was like thin air. Only Mu Jian Yu carried an aura familiar to him, which was why she could see his presence.

"Leave the things behind."

Another figure rushed in through the window. The newcomer possessed an immensely powerful aura and had already reached late Void Refinement. This middle-aged man also wore the robes of the Pure Yang Immortal Sect, though not the ordinary disciples' uniform—it was the black-and-white patterned attire unique to elders.

The people who had been fighting earlier stopped again because of this abrupt development.

The three groups stood at three different points.

The two Sword Cultivators from the Ancient Sword Sect were covered in blood, gasping heavily. Had Mu Jian Yu not appeared earlier, the two of them would already have been slain by the Pure Yang Immortal Sect. Now that they had finally gained a chance to catch their breath, they naturally tried to recover from their injuries as quickly as possible.

"I dug this thing out of the ruins. They chased me without letup, so it must be something good."

Mu Jian Yu stuffed the