Time slowly passed. Before they knew it, two hours had gone by.
At this moment, a man and a woman approached from the west.
The woman possessed peerless beauty and a graceful figure.
The man beside her was bloodless of face and gaunt as a rake, his entire body giving off a faint stench of rot.
Neither moved quickly. They were exceedingly cautious, clearly guarding against something.
Hidden within a crack in the ground, Song Wen immediately recognized the newcomers as Jiang Lanruo and Hong Zhe.
Though he had never met Hong Zhe, he had long since obtained his portrait from Qiluo.
"Ye Bing, this is bad. Leave quickly," Song Wen transmitted to Ye Bing, his voice brimming with urgency.
Two thousand li away, Ye Bing's expression abruptly changed in shock upon hearing him.
She was surprised by the contents of Song Wen's transmission, unable to understand why he was so anxious for her to leave. She was also surprised that Song Wen had returned, and wondered where he was. After all, they were at the same cultivation realm, so the range of their senses should have been roughly equal.
"What happened? Why are you so panicked?" Ye Bing could not transmit her voice to Song Wen and could only ask in a low voice.
Song Wen said, "Leave now. Jiang Lanruo has brought someone from the Divine Blood Sect. He is a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator."
Upon hearing this, Ye Bing immediately rose into the air and flew toward the depths of Rotting Miasma Ridge.
After flying only a li or so, she stopped again.
"What about you?"
Song Wen said, "I'll stay behind to get rid of Jiang Yushan and draw Jiang Lanruo and Hong Zhe away from you. Otherwise, they may discover the traces you left behind."