With a clang, the Faxiang before the First Seat trembled violently, and blinding sparks scattered to the ground like quicksand.
As the Faxiang dispersed, Cai Jian had a sword buried in his chest, its tip protruding from his back.
"Carefree Sword Intent, Carefree Island of the Unknowable Land!
But that's impossible. You're merely at the Knowing Destiny realm..."
"Heh, how narrow-minded. Can cultivation realm determine victory or defeat?
Xuankong, I don't like you! Though you had your schemes, they helped me.
So I'll spare Xuankong Temple this time. I hope there won't be a next time!"
The sword intent emanated from the longsword, instantly erasing the man's life.
After leaving Xuankong Temple's territory, heading east and then north brought her to a long, narrow swamp whose boundaries were unknown. Beyond it lay the Great Wilderness, where the Golden Tent Royal Court was located.
In seven days and seven nights, she crossed the Western Wilderness, a journey that ordinary people could not complete in half a lifetime.
The next morning, she stopped before the marsh. Dawn had only just broken, and the far north of the Western Wilderness was still shrouded in darkness. The mist-covered marsh appeared especially quiet and sinister.
After crossing the marsh and reaching inhabited lands, she made a circuit around the north.
A hundred years had passed. People had changed, and even the terrain of some regions had shifted, along with their customs and ways of life.
She detoured through the north, crossed the mountain range, reached the northeast, then turned sharply south toward the east.
She passed through a small town. It was not large, with only a simple street paved in gravel. Gray-walled, tiled-roof houses stood along both sides of it.
There was no one on the street, making it rather desolate. Even the flies