Though Flame-Severing Venerable spoke little and carried himself with icy aloofness.
He knew full well that the Fire-Worship Sect and the Grand Commandant's Residence now had their interests tangled together and had to stand united against a common foe.
The flute music of that white-clad woman was terrifying beyond measure. If she were allowed to keep playing so recklessly—
They would all perish here!
With that thought, Flame-Severing Venerable's true qi surged around him like blazing crimson flames, and he charged into the forest without hesitation.
On a distant sand dune.
Chen Jing pressed one hand against Sha Lifeng's back and the other against Black Whirlwind's saddle.
Xiantian True Qi poured in torrents into the man and horse, helping them sort out their wildly churning blood and qi.
Sha Lifeng endured the dizziness and nausea caused by the flute music flooding his ears.
At the same time, he had to cover Black Whirlwind's mouth, barely keeping it from making any noise.
At this moment, Zhang Tiantu and the Blood River Ghost Envoy were locked in battle, while Flame-Severing Venerable had chased the flute-playing Ghost Envoy into the forest.
The conflict between Underworld Mansion and the Grand Commandant's Residence had erupted in full.
For the moment, neither side had the leisure to spare him any attention.
Only then did Chen Jing relax slightly.
Even so, the strength of that flute-playing Ghost Envoy still left lingering fear in his heart.
One thing was certain: this person was undoubtedly also a master of the Xiantian Greater Celestial Circuit, and her Spirit Refining had reached a realm where it could affect tangible reality.
Her flute music fused true qi and spiritual intent, forming an invisible current of energy that could tug at others' minds and the circulation of their blood, qi, and true qi.