Across the ice plain, riddled with pitch-black cracks, only one glacier remained intact. But the Crimson Dragon Flower that had originally grown in a crevice between its ice sheets had vanished without a trace. Someone had taken it.
In the void not far away, eight spiritual roots floated, all immortal medicines ranked above the ninth grade.
They had been left behind after Xue Hong and several Supremes disappeared. It was clear that this time, they had been eliminated for good, leaving behind everything they had acquired along the way.
Shi Lan swept up the immortal medicines, then glanced into the distance. Radiance flickered in her double pupils, and her eyelids narrowed. In an instant, she raised a hand and pressed down.
Rip—
Her palm swept across the sky. The void rippled and folded, as though a sheet of thin paper had been peeled back, revealing a red-clad figure that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Stop!"
Before Shi Lan could strike again, the red-clad woman from earlier held out the Crimson Dragon Flower with both hands. A strained smile touched her face.
"I just took it on impulse."
Fear still lingered in her expression. Clearly, Shi Lan's action just now had left her deeply shaken.
Shi Lan took the Crimson Dragon Flower, then held out her hand again.
At the gesture, a pang of heartache flashed through the red-clad woman's eyes. She turned her hand over and produced more than a dozen medicinal herbs. Two were ninth-grade, and the rest were materials of at least eighth grade. She had clearly reaped a rich harvest along the way.
After glancing over the herbs, Shi Lan took them all, then slowly held out her hand once more.
"I really don't have anything else." Tears glimmered in the red-clad woman's eyes. She had already