The Heart of the First-Life Sect Master

Heading south, he crossed more than a hundred thousand miles through the air in no time.

Within the yin mist ahead, mixed with foul, turbid qi, threads of red mist began to appear.

If he remembered correctly, when the gap atop Heavenly Yin Mountain's main peak had appeared, there had been vast swathes of red mist suspected to be evil entities.

Liu Feng was safe for the moment, but the Gold-Jade Pixiu beneath him was growing increasingly muddleheaded. Its mind seemed trapped in an illusion, and it babbled nonsense as it flew forward in a winding path.

"Saint Kongyin told this little monk to listen to this man, but if we encounter an opponent who can take our lives, this little monk cannot accompany him in death."

"If I abandon him, those two-body immortal maidens likely will not pursue this little monk any longer."

"No, no. If he loses his life, Saint Kongyin will come and kill this little monk."

Seated atop the pixiu, Liu Feng's expression turned exceedingly ugly at its words. This soul artifact flew faster than he did, but its mind was a fatal flaw.

Its roundabout flight had delayed their journey for nothing.

Before they had gone three hundred thousand miles, icy-blue radiance reappeared behind them. The Maiden Emperor Palace female immortals, having broken free of the illusion technique, had caught up.

"You fool, follow my directions. Change course and flee in this direction." Lunar Divine Lightning flashed repeatedly at Liu Feng's brow, blasting into the pixiu's skull.

He had thought this would clear Three Precepts' mind somewhat, but under the bombardment of divine lightning, Three Precepts seemed to grow even more addled.

With a flash of golden light, the frenzied Gold-Jade Pixiu flew straight toward where the red mist was thickest.

Red mist threads filled