When Shen Xiu and Lin Fan left Tianyuan City, it was dawn. The morning mist had yet to disperse, and Tianyuan City's outline appeared and vanished within the haze, like an immortal palace floating above a sea of clouds. The two flew high in the sky, with stretches of mountains and rivers beneath them. Morning light dyed the earth golden, a sight of incomparable beauty.
But Shen Xiu had no mood to admire the scenery. His mind was filled with the seventh move, Wrath of the Thunder God, and the battle he might face at the Blood Fiend Sect.
"Brother Lin, what is the cultivation of the Blood Fiend Sect's Sect Master?" Shen Xiu asked.
Lin Fan flew beside him with his hands clasped behind his back, his pace unhurried. "The Blood Fiend Sect's Sect Master is called Xue Wuya. His cultivation is at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint Venerable Realm, about the same as the Black Baleful Ancestor. But the Blood Fiend Sect's techniques are strange and sinister. They excel at using blood fiend power to corrode an opponent's meridians and soul, making them even more vicious than the Dark Church's techniques. Although your Thunderbolt Power restrains them, you must not let your guard down."
Shen Xiu nodded. Thunderbolt Power restrained all sinister and evil forces; that was the advantage of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art. But an advantage did not mean certain victory. If his opponent's cultivation far surpassed his, or if they possessed some special protective artifact, he could still fall into danger.
"Where is the Blood Fiend Sect's main headquarters?" Shen Xiu asked again.
"About twelve hundred li southeast of Tianyuan City lies a mountain called Blood Maple Mountain. The mountain is covered in red maple trees. From afar, it looks