Lu Xueqi (68)

Su Han's heart stirred. "White-robed Man? Does he have flame patterns embroidered on his clothes?"

A Lan asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Su Han's expression turned grave.

People from Incense Valley had indeed come as well!

It seemed that although True Person Chi Xia had temporarily retreated, he had not given up his fight for the Reincarnation Mirror.

Two days later, the four of them arrived at the foot of Black Witch Mountain.

Black Witch Mountain towered into the clouds, its body pitch-black, as though it had been stained with ink.

Vegetation was sparse on the mountain, and jagged boulders littered the terrain, giving it a gloomy, oppressive air.

A Lan pointed at a faintly visible village halfway up the mountain. "That's our Black Witch Village."

Just as they were preparing to head up the mountain, the sounds of battle suddenly came from ahead.

Su Han signaled everyone to hide, then quietly crept forward.

In a clearing not far away, two groups of people stood facing one another.

One group consisted of Incense Valley disciples. At their head was a cold-faced middle-aged man whose cultivation seemed no weaker than Li Fen's.

The other group wore strange black robes, their faces painted with bizarre designs. They were members of the Southern Border's Witch Clan.

"Protector Bai, aren't you people from Incense Valley going too far? This is Black Witch Clan territory, not a place for you to run wild!" an elder of the Witch Clan shouted angrily.

The middle-aged Incense Valley man called Protector Bai sneered. "Black Witch Elder, the Bronze Divine Palace belongs to no one. The capable shall claim it. Your Witch Clan wants to keep it all for yourselves? You're overestimating yourselves!"

Both sides were on the verge of drawing blades, and the tension had reached