Could something have happened?
Qin Shaofeng's expression hardened. He activated his divine sense and swept it across his surroundings.
Before long, he detected faint waves of energy coming from a distant valley.
Those auras unmistakably belonged to the group from the Ten Million Great Mountains!
"It looks like a battle has broken out!"
Qin Shaofeng's brows knitted tightly. With a flicker, he turned into a streak of light and flew toward the valley at full speed.
He raced along and soon reached the outskirts of the valley.
But before he could charge inside, a familiar voice rang out behind him.
"Qin Shaofeng, you're finally back!"
Qin Shaofeng whipped around and saw Qing Daoxun dart out from behind a tree, anxiety written all over her face.
She grabbed his arm, looking panicked.
"Daoxun, what happened?" Qin Shaofeng asked gravely.
"It's the Myriad Sword Sect. They lay in ambush here, waiting for a chance to launch a surprise attack!" Qing Daoxun gritted her teeth, her voice brimming with anger. "The ancestor and the others are holding them off inside the valley. I was ordered to wait here for you."
"The Myriad Sword Sect? Their people came to the Three Transmissions Legacy Land too?" Qin Shaofeng was slightly surprised.
Although the Myriad Sword Sect was also a major sect, it had always been at odds with the Ten Million Great Mountains.
Unless some tremendous opportunity was at stake, they rarely came to an unspoken understanding over the same matter.
"I don't know the details either, but they're clearly here for you!" Qing Daoxun looked solemn. "Qin Shaofeng, did you obtain some extraordinary opportunity in the legacy land?"
Qin Shaofeng shook his head. "It's a long story. Our immediate priority is to deal with these uninvited guests!"
Without explaining further, he pulled Qing Daoxun