Three figures stood three hundred miles from Listening Snow Peak, two of them the Xiang Yin sisters.
Xuan Yu's body trembled slightly. Though she had long heard that the Red Talismans crafted by the Little People Race possessed terrifying might, this was her first time witnessing it firsthand. Before such terror, even Moonlight Realm Late Stage cultivation seemed incomparably fragile, something that could be casually erased.
Xiang Yin's face flickered between light and shadow beneath the glow of the Blood Moon. A trace of guilt flashed through her eyes, but it was swiftly replaced by resolve. In a place like this, in an environment like this, all she did was struggle to survive. It had nothing to do with personal grudges. Besides, she and Lu Ye had no grudge to begin with.
Standing before the sisters was a man clad in a blood-red robe, his head and face concealed so that his features could not be seen. When Xuan Yu had followed Xiang Yin here earlier, she had already seen this man.
Though she did not know him, such attire undoubtedly revealed his identity—a Sacred Blood Peak cultivator!
Nor was he an ordinary Sacred Blood Peak cultivator. He had once betrayed the Red Talisman Society and defected to Sacred Blood Peak. The Red Talisman he had just activated was an item once bestowed by the Little People Race.
Meng Xu had previously told Lu Ye that they had been betrayed before. Those who betrayed them were not merely people of weak resolve, but also cultivators like this one—men they had once regarded as brothers, men who had undergone years of testing by the Little People Race before coming here and had earned their trust.
Hu Dequan had been right. The resources brought in from outside were limited. Once one's own