After less than five breaths, a figure indeed came stumbling swiftly through the night.
Zhou Qing immediately looked at Li Daoxuan with admiration.
As expected of Divine Peak's Chief Eldest Brother—his Spiritual Sense was far beyond anything Zhou Qing could compare to.
"Wait, that person is Senior Sister Shi Zhen!"
Just then, Zhou Qing suddenly noticed a line of tiny golden words floating above the bedraggled figure's head.
Those were annotation tags that only Zhou Qing could see.
Though the night was dim and he could not make out her appearance, he had only bound five people in total.
Three were currently beside him. There was no need to mention Second Uncle—he reckoned no one could hurt him. That left only one person.
"Are you sure?" Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes, but the figure seemed to sense a ripple of Spiritual Sense from the woods ahead and immediately turned to flee.
How could Zhou Qing care about anything else? Without another word, he rose into the air on his sword.
"Senior Sister Shi Zhen—" Zhou Qing shouted.
The shadow that had been about to flee hurriedly stopped when she heard someone call her. The moment she saw Zhou Qing, her body went limp, and she fell straight from the sky.
Quick-eyed and swift-handed, Zhou Qing rushed over and caught her.
When he saw that Senior Sister Shi Zhen's face was deathly pale and her clothes had long since been dyed blood-red, Zhou Qing was utterly shocked.
Shi Zhen was already at Golden Core Realm Great Perfection, practically at the Half-Step Pseudo Nascent Soul Realm. Who could have wounded her so badly?
"It really is Junior Sister Shi Zhen. What happened?"
Li Daoxuan and the others quickly gathered around, while the other True Disciples immediately kept watch over their surroundings.
But