Li Xiaoyu and Lu Xueqi exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in the other's eyes.
They could sense countless wards and traps laid around the altar.
A powerful aura also coiled at the altar's center, like a sleeping giant beast that could awaken at any moment.
That had to be Shangguan Ce.
The two dared not let their guard down. They concealed their auras, using the rocks for cover as they cautiously approached the Mystic Fire Altar.
They had to find a way inside the Mystic Fire Altar, because the Nine-Tail Celestial Fox was imprisoned in its deepest recesses.
Just as they neared the outer perimeter of the Mystic Fire Altar, Li Xiaoyu suddenly stopped.
His spiritual sense had detected an abnormal fluctuation in an aura that didn't belong here.
The aura was concealed by a sophisticated secret art, faint and elusive, yin and mysterious.
But Li Xiaoyu knew it all too well. It was the Joyous Union Sect's cultivation method!
"Someone else is here?"
Li Xiaoyu's heart tightened. He pulled Lu Xueqi behind a volcanic boulder, and they held their breath.
Following the aura with his gaze, Li Xiaoyu saw a slender figure sneaking toward the altar through the shadows on the far side of the Mystic Fire Altar.
The figure wore a tight black outfit that accentuated her voluptuous figure.
Though he couldn't make out her face, her familiar gait and silhouette were enough for Li Xiaoyu to recognize her at a glance.
Jin Ping'er!
What was this Demon Sect enchantress doing here?
The night was as dark as ink, and the firelight flickered.
Beneath the Mystic Fire Altar, an eerie tension hung in the air.
Li Xiaoyu and Lu Xueqi lay concealed behind a volcanic boulder, watching the dark figure approach the altar with wary