The Ghost Dao School's lightning strikes kept crashing down across the Wujian Mountain Abyss. Bolts of all sizes fell one after another, ravaging everything on the ground. Outside the entrance to Thousand Foot Cliff, scorched earth and charred trees lay everywhere. Dead branches and fallen leaves were strewn across the ground, ready to trip anyone who wasn't careful.
Amid the desolate, eerie landscape, several figures could be seen racing along. Behind them, the pursuing sword qi exploded with sharp, shrill cracks.
Xia Feichen carried the unconscious Fang Tianchen on his back as he hurried forward with the Wind Riding Technique. Both men were covered in blood, their injuries impossible to make out, but the reek of blood was heavy, and neither looked well.
Dead branches littered the ground. Xia Feichen's breath was unsteady, and he stumbled over one, tumbling to the ground with the man on his back.
The Blue Shadow Sword Qi chasing him finally found its chance. With a shrill cry, it lunged at Xia Feichen before he could get back up.
Another figure racing nearby saw what happened and changed direction. He rushed over and held his sword across his body. The Silver White Sword Sheath collided with the pursuing Blue Shadow Sword Qi with a clear, ringing sound, successfully driving it back.
Xia Feichen narrowly escaped disaster. He hoisted Fang Tianchen onto his back again and said to Zhongli Shan, who had blocked the sword qi, "Thanks."
"Move," Zhongli Shan said curtly.
He used his sword to fend off the pursuing sword qi for Xia Feichen, yet his long sword never left its sheath. Even at the most dangerous moments, he used only a few Bagua Life Techniques. Each time he used one, his brows drew tighter.
As Zhongli Shan wielded his sword, his sleeves fluttered,