"Hmph! Trying to run? Do you think you can get away?"
The Wei Clan Cultivator had long been prepared, and his reaction was even swifter.
He immediately formed hand seals and began chanting.
The True Yuan blanketing the surroundings surged in unison, transforming in an instant into a pair of giant hands that howled through the air and seized the streak of light.
Yet when the hands closed, the streak scattered into stars filling the sky and vanished in midair.
"Hmm? He's gone?"
The Wei Clan Cultivator could not help but freeze in surprise.
He then took a step into the air and rushed toward the heavens. The treasure mirror he had hidden in the sky appeared, gleaming with radiant light as it illuminated the snowy land below.
At the same time.
A fierce gale swept up the snowflakes overhead and swept past the cultivator surnamed Yang.
When the wind passed, the maid Cui Huan, whom the two had restrained and kept nearby, vanished with it.
The cold wind howled, sweeping toward the Heavenly Capital forbidden grounds at an astonishing speed.
"He's in the wind! Junior Brother Wei, move quickly! We absolutely cannot let him leave like this!"
The cultivator surnamed Yang hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs.
As his words fell, the treasure mirror in the air revealed a rapidly moving gale under the Wei Clan Cultivator's control.
Within that wind, a figure in green robes carried the maid Cui Huan in one hand and clutched a bead-shaped Magical Treasure in the other as he sped away.
The figure in the wind was none other than Su Shi'er, who had previously been inside the secluded cultivation chamber.
From the very beginning, Su Shi'er had known that the two had come prepared. He had never expected the array