Seeing that Chen Changming remained silent, Elder Ziling quietly began calculating how she could freeze him in the shortest possible time once they reached the Long Cloud Mountains.
She did not dare make a move on the road.
Though this place was far from the Red Luan Immortal Sect, cultivators still moved about here. If the commotion grew too great and someone noticed, it would be difficult for her to clear herself of the suspicion of "fellow disciples slaughtering one another."
All along the way, Elder Ziling kept her divine sense on high alert, constantly sweeping the surroundings. The moment she detected a cultivator's aura, she immediately took a detour to avoid them.
Fortunately, it was now deep into the night, making the chances of encountering cultivators in the wilderness exceedingly low.
Several hours later, the two finally arrived safely at the outskirts of the Long Cloud Mountains.
"Chen Shan, your day of death has come!"
Elder Ziling abruptly halted, then turned to look at Chen Changming several hundred zhang behind her, a cold smile appearing on her face.
Before her words had even faded, she suddenly teleported away, racing toward the depths of the Long Cloud Mountains!
She needed to find an absolutely concealed place, then immediately unleash the Great Ice Art to freeze Chen Shan and rob him of his ability to move.
"Day of death?"
Chen Changming muttered the words twice, then said with amusement, "I think it's your day of death that has come, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he too teleported after Elder Ziling.
Two figures flashed continuously through the skies above the vast, boundless Long Cloud Mountains, one ahead and one behind... As time passed, the two had entered the depths of the Long Cloud Mountains completely.
"This is the place!"
Elder Ziling's figure