Above the surging sea, daylight suddenly dimmed. Darkness closed in on all sides, and the palanquin speeding through the sky seemed to plunge into a bottomless abyss.
Leng Ningshuang and Hai Qingyu looked up to see killing intent boiling across the sky, forming an enormous hand that enclosed the palanquin and blotted out the heavens.
The sight was terrifying, as though it could swallow every last trace of color and light around them.
In the darkness, Leng Ningshuang and Hai Qingyu vaguely glimpsed thousands of vicious ghosts howling and roaring, ready to tear them into pieces in an instant.
Instinct filled them with terror, yet consciously, they were not particularly afraid. They even felt a little like laughing.
"You have been commandeered by me!"
With that cold, grating declaration, a black-robed elder shot into the sky. The enormous hand of killing intent closed, freezing the speeding palanquin in midair.
"It is your honor to carry my palanquin-hmm? Qi Refiners?"
The black-robed elder abruptly faltered, astonishment appearing on his face.
On the path of Qi Refiners, nine-rank body refinement allowed martial artists who entered the upper three ranks to stir their internal force and fly briefly, beginning at third-rank meridian opening.
The black-robed elder had been practicing his arts in the sea below. Suddenly noticing people overhead, he had not carefully sensed their auras, assuming the bearers were, at most, first- or second-rank martial artists.
He could hardly be blamed for thinking so.
Even Qi Refiners at the human dao first level occupied the highest tier within hegemonic powers such as the Three Saints Palace. Even Xuan Yehua, master of the Infinite Devil Palace, the foremost demonic faction, would not use Refiners as palanquin bearers.
Who could have imagined that he would encounter something so rare it might not happen once