Feeling her Nascent Soul energy rapidly draining away, Ye Qingxue was frantic with anxiety. Her steps quickened again and again as she raced toward the edge of the desert.
To be safe, she did not retrace the route she had taken to get here. Instead, she chose to take a detour toward another border.
Yet even so, just as she was about to rush out of the desert—
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Two sharp whistles tore through the air. Two streaks of sword light cleaved across the sky and plunged into the desert, aiming directly at Ye Qingxue's Dantian Small Universe and the Numinous Palace between her brows.
The incoming sword lights were swift and vicious, leaving Ye Qingxue no time to react.
Caught entirely off guard, two astonishing bursts of energy erupted around Ye Qingxue.
Not only did her forward momentum come to an abrupt halt, but the aftershock of the violent explosion also blasted her backward again and again.
"Senior Sisters, Qingxue believes she has neither grievances nor enmity with you. Within Xuan Nu Tower, I have always treated you with the utmost respect."
"If I have offended you somehow, and you wish to make this humble woman suffer a little, I will accept it."
"But we are fellow disciples, after all. Why must you drive me to extinction?"
Quickly steadying herself, she felt the sand beneath her feet shifting like flowing water, silently draining away both her True Yuan and Nascent Soul energy.
Her grim circumstances sent rage surging through Ye Qingxue.
Yet she did not lash out. Instead, she forcibly suppressed the fury in her heart and fixed her gaze on the two figures before her.
This desert shrouded by gale-force winds was indeed perilous beyond measure. But if the two of them had not stopped her, she