Hearing Su Shi'er's words, Lingxi grew even more terrified.
Her lips parted, but in the end, she did not say anything more.
She immediately turned to An Yue and hastily sent a voice transmission. "Rescue her and ask what happened? Could it be... could it be that martial sister Qingxue has not perished?"
An Yue gritted her teeth and decisively replied through voice transmission, "Impossible! Ye Qingxue does not have the slightest trace of life in her right now. This is clearly the sign of death."
"This man may be trying to deceive us. We cannot fall for it. I have already secretly sent out a distress talisman. Chenxing is Xuan Nu Tower's territory. As long as we stick to what we said earlier, without evidence, there is absolutely nothing he can do to us."
"Besides, we both know what kind of place Quicksand Land is. Even a Spirit Severing stage cultivator would have to think twice before venturing deep inside. For an Out of Body stage cultivator to save someone from within would be no easy task either!"
With matters having reached this point, this was all she could pin her hopes on.
As though to confirm An Yue's words—
The instant she finished speaking—
A continuous gale arose from within Quicksand Land, sweeping up yellow sand that filled the sky and surged over like waves, blotting out heaven and covering earth.
Before the gale even arrived, the vortex it stirred had already blown away the yellow sand around Ye Qingxue.
The howling wind shrieked like ghosts crying and wolves howling, its piercing whistle echoing within and beyond Quicksand Land.
Within the storm, Spatial Rifts like razor-sharp blades seemed to move along with the gale, rushing straight toward Ye Qingxue's body.
Their formidable momentum seemed capable of destroying heaven