First, five Night Walkers had been forced to engage the pursuing enemies in a chaotic battle to cover her escape. Then even Xiong Bei Ming and Ning Wuque had fought desperately to hold off the pursuers for her.
She burst out of the thick fog and raced southwest without looking back. That was the direction the Night Walkers protecting her had told her to go.
She had no idea what lay to the southwest, and she didn't dare think about it. With no time to choose her path, she simply rushed that way.
At last, the trees before her began to thin, and caves appeared one after another. Thick plumes of steam billowed from each cave—they were natural hot spring grottoes, their ceilings studded with countless colorful stalactites.
Seeing so many caves, Xuan Lengyan finally felt the tension in her heart ease a little. Terrain like this was naturally suited for hiding.
She finally understood why the Night Walkers had told her to head this way.
She was surveying the terrain, wondering which cave to make for, when a soft laugh came from behind her. "Finally stopped running? Since you have, come with me."
Xuan Lengyan felt as if she'd been struck by lightning. She turned around and saw a disheveled, blood-smeared man walking slowly toward her.
Despair filled Xuan Lengyan. She wanted to fight back, but she knew her cultivation was pathetically weak in this world. She had refined barely more than ten wish beads and hadn't even entered the Mortal Transformation First Realm. Facing this man was like a baby facing a giant. Any resistance would be futile.
Suddenly, she raised her hand and pressed the keen edge of a Frost Snow Blade to her throat. "Don't force me. Believe me, if I die, it won't be good