"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."
Under the cover of night, a streak of azure light fled frantically across the sea of clouds.
Lin Feiyan cursed madly in her heart as she drove the flow of energy within her body to its limit.
That madwoman named Jiang had truly scared the wits out of her.
They had agreed to merely skim around the edges, take a look at the scenery, and return.
Who could have expected that woman to turn into a streak of golden light without a word and brazenly plunge straight into that deathtrap?
That was the Immortal-God Cave Abode!
At a time like this, who knew how many eyes were hidden in every direction? A Third-Move Chessmaster Realm guest elder charging in so stiffly—how was that any different from a sheep walking into a tiger's jaws?
Lin Feiyan's words were harsh, but she still knew what mattered.
For a matter that could pierce the heavens, even if she had ten times the courage, she would not dare conceal it. She could only grit her teeth and race toward the pavilion where her master was staying.
Jieqing Sect encampment, solitary peak pavilion.
The lamplight flickered.
True Lord Jing Shui sat cross-legged atop a meditation cushion, her expression grave.
At her side, a man stood with a slight bow, quietly reporting on the many arrangements for entering the formation tomorrow.
"Master, the disciples of every peak have all been assembled. It's just... Junior Sister and Junior Brother have barely seen the world. Is it really appropriate to let them enter the Immortal-God Cave Abode so early...?"
Before he could finish.
Bang!
The pavilion's wooden door was violently smashed open by tremendous force.
Lin Feiyan stumbled inside, her hair disheveled and her usual poised dignity nowhere to be seen.
"Charging