Liberation by Violence

Qi Refinement Way.

Peach Blossom Island.

Zhan Hongxiu flew in on a beam of wood-element divine light and saw snowflakes drifting over the island, the cold biting to the bone.

Several plum trees stood in bloom, their subtle fragrance spreading everywhere.

The buildings looked as though they were made of jade, adorned with silver patterns. Several raised platforms and altars had also been built.

"What... are they doing?"

The altars and platforms looked ancient, suffused with an indescribable Lunar Yin aura and wreathed in faint moonlight. Zhan Hongxiu stared, dumbfounded.

Even with her and Turtle Elder's experience, they understood little of it. She could only hazard a guess. "Could it be some kind of Lunar Yin rite?"

"Senior Zhan is here?"

A soft voice suddenly sounded beside her.

Despite her Spirit Transformation Spiritual Sense, Zhan Hongxiu was caught off guard. Her wood-element divine light nearly ran wild.

She turned helplessly, a wry smile on her face. "Sister Qin... don't play such jokes on your elder sister..."

Inwardly, she grumbled, Once these Lunar Yin Divine Ability cultivators master their abilities, every one of them is like a ghost. Spiritual Sense can't scan them, spells can't detect them... They appear and vanish like phantoms. They're stealthy to the extreme.

She glanced around. Besides the three familiar faces—Yu Xiang'er, Mingyue, and Zhong Lingxiu—there was another cultivator in a Lunar Yin robe.

His features were reasonably handsome, but his bearing was exceptionally pure and cold. A crescent mark adorned his brow; clearly, he was another Lunar Yin disciple.

What surprised Zhan Hongxiu even more was that his aura was no weaker than Nascent Soul Perfection.

Peach Blossom Island truly hides dragons and crouching tigers.

She sighed inwardly, then smiled. "I heard Cultivator Bandits had come knocking, so I came to take a look... Since