Song Wen sped through the air toward the north of the market city.
He moved swiftly, fast as a flash of lightning.
At such extreme speed, Song Wen did not even spread out his divine sense to survey his surroundings. Instead, he had Shadow Void monitor everything within a radius of ten thousand miles.
Although Yan Yuyan had left the city from the north, that did not mean her destination lay to the north. To avoid being tracked, she would surely change direction midway. Perhaps, while fleeing, Yan Yuyan had no definite destination at all, merely adapting to circumstances and going wherever fate took her.
Thus, Song Wen did not hold much hope of finding Yan Yuyan somewhere north of the market city. But with no clearer lead at present, he could only head north and try his luck.
However, after traveling a million miles due north, Shadow Void's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Master, the spiritual energy fluctuations to the east are abnormal. Someone should be fighting."
Song Wen's eyes lit up. He immediately changed direction and flew east.
A hundred breaths later, the faint thunder of battle reached Song Wen's ears.
He continued toward the battle, and gradually, both sides entered the range of his divine sense.
One side consisted of six people—two Spirit Transformation cultivators and four Nascent Soul Cultivators—who were besieging a gray-clad woman.
As Song Wen had guessed, that woman was Yan Yuyan.
Yan Yuyan was clearly at a disadvantage. Relying on a sword formation, she barely held off the unceasing attacks of the six opponents, but she was already at the end of her tether and would not last much longer.
A sword formation should have been a means to trap and kill enemies, but it had now become a shield, firmly