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The hurdle Shi Feng was facing was perilous beyond measure. The slightest misstep, and his soul would be lost to the depths of the underworld.

At the thought, Luo Xiuhan gazed toward Immortal Martial City, his expression shifting unpredictably.

He knew only the broad outline of Shi Feng's fate. Even that Daoist master of divination, who had exhausted every avenue in his search for the secrets of heaven, had glimpsed only a corner of it.

The last time the peak experts of the two clans in Chengtian Domain had clashed, Luo Xiuhan had made the unprecedented move of volunteering to go, carrying the Shattered Space Jade to lend aid. He had hoped to seize the opportunity to erase the greatest hurdle in Shi Feng's life.

In the end, he had returned empty-handed.

Beneath the Shattered Space Jade, even a Heavenly being could perish. Yet Shi Feng, a mere Earthly Fiend, had escaped its range unscathed. It was simply inconceivable.

Moreover, after returning from that battlefield, Luo Xiuhan had received a warning from the master of divination.

'Shi Feng's fate is entangled with a great terror. If you force your hand again, even you could lose your life.'

A great terror...

Luo Xiuhan suddenly let out a quiet laugh. Without looking back, he turned and stepped through the enormous silver gate.

In a quiet courtyard, a figure sat cross-legged on the bluestone ground.

The formation in the air continued to operate without pause, its gentle light falling over Shi Lan as if draping her in divine radiance. Her skin, already smooth as jade, had grown even more translucent.

Her skin looked so delicate it seemed it could be pierced with a touch, yet it was in fact astonishingly tough, beyond the harm of divine weapons.

Hoo...

Shi Lan slowly opened