Sikong Yuanlie

Not long after Ning Fa left through Qiyuan City's southern gate, a man and a woman hurried along another street more than ten li away.

The young woman wore black hunting attire. Her figure was slender, and her features were striking and heroic.

The young man wore black armor. No Spiritual Pressure showed from his body, yet every gesture he made carried an immense bearing.

They were Sikong Jing and the Sikong Family's Fourth Elder.

Sikong Jing led the way, holding a peculiar crescent-shaped jade disc in her hand. Within it, a faint white spiritual glow flickered on and off.

Then, that glimmer suddenly became so faint it was almost imperceptible.

Sikong Jing immediately stopped. Her willow brows shot up, and she gritted her silver teeth. "I can't sense that brat's trail again! Although we can confirm that he should be somewhere within a thousand li nearby, that range is far too large."

The black-armored young man behind her furrowed his sword-like brows as well, sensing that the matter was troublesome.

He said slowly, "Once the special restriction on the Taiyin Slaughter God Banner strikes someone, it can penetrate deep into a cultivator's soul.

"Without our clan's special secret art, even ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators would never dream of breaking or even suppressing it.

"That brat is merely a Core Formation Cultivator. How could he possibly have done this?"

He seemed to be questioning Sikong Jing, yet also speaking to himself. A trace of disbelief showed between his brows.

This special restriction was called the Dark Moon God Binding Restriction.

The reason the Sikong Family had placed such a special restriction upon a treasured artifact like the Taiyin Slaughter God Banner—

Was because, in the Sikong Family's history, there had been precedents where family treasures were seized by enemies and