In the distant sky, three black dots rapidly enlarged, turning into three figures.
They did not deliberately hide their tracks. Instead, they carried a brazen arrogance born of utter confidence, their powerful auras like three columns of beacon smoke, released without the slightest restraint as they stirred the energy of this region. Wherever they passed, the sea of sand below seemed to be split apart by invisible giant blades, forcibly plowed by that tyrannical pressure into three deep ravines hundreds of zhang long. Yellow sand churned, unable to settle for a long time.
They were none other than the three men from the Cloud Rain Sect: Tian Xie Zi, Di Xie Zi, and Ren Xie Zi.
The man in the lead was thin and gaunt, with sunken eye sockets and a sinister expression. He was precisely the one who had won the remnant map at the trade fair with that attention-grabbing medicinal pill.
Behind him on the left was an old man with a withered face. Wrinkles piled across his face like shriveled tree bark, and though his eyes were cloudy, they would occasionally flash with a venomous snake's cold gleam. This was Di Xie Zi.
As for the one on the right, he looked rather young. His features could even be called handsome, his skin was pale, and the corner of his mouth held a faintly discernible wicked smile. However, if one looked closely, one would discover that in those seemingly amorous peach blossom eyes, what had settled was the same vicissitudes and lechery as the other two. Clearly, this was also an old monster who had lived for who knew how many years: Ren Xie Zi.
Of these three, apart from Ren Xie Zi, whose appearance was passable, the other two gave off a cold, clammy feeling from