Xujing.
Two days later, after racing against time, Han Li of Yellow Maple Valley finally made it safely beyond the borders of Yellow Maple Valley and reached Xujing. His dark green flying boat had carried him here at full speed.
From what he had seen on his nonstop journey, the six Devil Dao sects didn't seem to have appeared in this area. In his estimation, Xujing should still be relatively safe for the time being.
Besides, he had long since changed out of Yellow Maple Valley's distinctive yellow uniform and put on a set of black robes instead. He had also donned a bamboo hat and a mask, making himself look thoroughly unremarkable. So even if he happened to run into someone from the Devil Dao, they would probably mistake him for a rogue cultivator and leave him alone.
And with the six Devil Dao sects currently besieging the five great sects of the State of Xu, the decisive battle was already at hand. They hardly had time to concern themselves with the other rogue cultivators in the State of Xu's cultivation world.
"..."
"I'll check the bamboo grove first."
After reaching Xujing, Han Li didn't immediately fly around the city aimlessly. Instead, he went straight to the bamboo grove outside the city.
He knew Flame Immortal and Miss Mo might still be near Golden Drum Plains, entangled with the Devil Dao, and that the grove might well be empty. Even so, he had come to look.
"!"
"It's them!"
"They really are here!"
To his surprise, he really did find the familiar figures below, standing in the bamboo grove and watching him warily.
"Senior Brother Liu!"
"Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Wu..."
"And Senior Sister Zhong!"
Han Li silently brought his flying boat down to the ground. Before the