Doubts Amid the Ruins, Limits of Fist Intent (Part 2)

Lu Suhua moved rapidly through the palace grounds, her behavior seeming strange. Yet from the few spots where she paused, Yu Ci discerned some clues, and a guess formed in his mind. When the female cultivator finally stopped, Yu Ci matched the location with his memories:

Sure enough!

Yu Ci realized that the place where Lu Suhua began accelerating was the starting point of Lu Chen's fierce battle back then, while the place where she stopped was naturally its endpoint.

This woman was actually reconstructing that great battle of old. Only, with her understanding of Lu Chen and a cultivation level far beyond Yu Ci's, what she reconstructed was clearly much more distinct.

As for why she was doing this, apart from Lu Suhua herself, perhaps only Lu Qing knew throughout the entire Northern Wasteland.

If Yu Ci had to guess, it seemed related to the fist art she had inherited from Lu Chen—after all, that fighting stance had not been put on display merely for decoration.

While he was half guessing and half groping in the dark, Lu Suhua assumed her fighting stance again. Yu Ci then saw the visibly sunken stratum beyond the deep ravine at the battle's endpoint begin to rise slowly.

This phenomenon, which defied nature's laws, made his eyes widen. It seemed that Lu Suhua had gained some extraordinary insight from the old battlefield.

This was truly not a good sign...

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a change in Lu Suhua's expression. Then he sensed it as well: someone else had arrived.

The newcomer's cultivation was certainly no lower than Lu Suhua's. Since the other party made no attempt to conceal herself, however, the collision of her spiritual intent with Lu Suhua's produced an especially great commotion.

Lu Suhua's intent was distinctly hostile.