A forest of red bamboo stretched as far as the eye could see, every stalk crimson.
Ye Xin, Ye Xue, Han Changqing, Han Tianlei, and Han Benfu stood beneath a red bamboo stalk, gazing into the distance. They had arranged to meet Han Zhangxiang here.
They had already waited for several days, yet Han Zhangxiang and Han Wenlong had not arrived. They did not know whether they had run into trouble.
Ordinary communication treasures were useless here; only the Star Moon Disk could be used. Unfortunately, they did not have one.
A tremendous explosion rang out, resounding through the heavens.
Ye Xin and the others were startled, exchanging looks.
"It seems someone is coming. Hide first."
Ye Xue brought out a White Banner and gave it a light shake. A vast expanse of white mist swept forth, concealing their figures.
A breeze drifted past, and they vanished from sight.
Before long, a streak of escaping light flew in from afar at great speed.
A black streak of light followed close behind, equally swift.
The escaping light halted above the bamboo forest. It was Yang Yuxian, her face pale and her eyes filled with terror.
She had joined up with her fellow disciples, only for them all to be slain by a sixth-rank demon beast. She, too, had been pursued by the sixth-rank demon beast, and had barely managed to flee here.
"Which fellow cultivator is here? This little sister is Yang Yuxian of the Seven Sword Sect. Please lend me a hand; I will surely repay you generously afterward."
Yang Yuxian spoke anxiously.
Her magic power was severely depleted, and the sixth-rank talismans she had used to trap enemies were all gone. By her own strength alone, she could not shake off the sixth-rank demon beast.
A buzzing rang out