Sacrifice

Darkness.

In the silent darkness, Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.

He saw someone crouching in front of him.

It was an aged face.

The years had left too many marks on it, making anyone wonder just how many storms the face's owner had weathered in this world.

The old man raised a finger to his lips and gestured for Gu Qingshan to be quiet.

Gu Qingshan cooperated, keeping silent and making no move. He didn't say a word.

The Ancient Spirit Turtle and Xie Guhong's jade disc had brought him here, so he had at least a basic level of trust in his surroundings.

He looked at the old man and sent a message through his divine sense. "May I ask who you are?"

"Let's get out of here before we talk," the old man replied through divine sense.

Gu Qingshan looked around and realized he was lying in a military camp.

Everyone in the camp was asleep. Only the old man before him was wide awake, watching him intently.

The old man seemed to have been waiting for him to arrive.

Gu Qingshan followed the old man as they slipped out of the camp, one after the other.

Beneath the night sky, the two sped through a forest.

"Where are we going?"

Gu Qingshan asked through divine sense.

"Out of this military camp. We need to hurry," the old man replied.

"Okay. You go first, and I'll follow," Gu Qingshan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man flew ahead and began leading the way.

Gu Qingshan's brow relaxed slightly.

The Spiritual Pressure he sensed from the old man wasn't especially strong.

It seemed to be about the same as his own.

In other words, this was an ordinary cultivator from the Ancient Era.

The two sped