The arrival of three among them made Ning Fa's gaze sharpen instantly.
At the center of the three stood a handsome young man clad in black light armor, Killing Intent surging around him as he strode with the bearing of a dragon and tiger. He cut an imposing figure, and his Spiritual Pressure was clearly stronger than that of the other Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Ning Fa knew this man well. He was none other than the Sikong Family elder who had relentlessly pursued him back then—Sikong Yuanlie.
To his left stood a tall, striking woman dressed in black hunting attire.
Ning Fa knew her even better. She was Sikong Jing.
And her cultivation had now astonishingly reached the Nascent Soul level as well.
After all these years, this woman had also successfully formed her Nascent Soul.
In truth, given her aptitude and the Sikong Family's resources, this was not surprising.
The third person was a brawny cultivator over ten feet tall, with a black iron ring pierced through his nose. His face was savage, and powerful blood and qi radiated from him. He was evidently a rare Nascent Soul body cultivator.
Ning Fa made no attempt to conceal himself. Without even blinking, he stared fixedly at the three. His expression remained calm, but a cold glint flashed through his eyes.
Sikong Jing had hunted him down first, and Sikong Yuanlie had pursued him afterward. He had long been holding in a bellyful of rage and had intended to seek an explanation from the Sikong Family once his cultivation advanced further.
He had not expected to run into these two old acquaintances again so soon.
It seemed they had come for the Sky Furnace Fire Marsh as well. Perfect—he could settle this score here.
There were three Nascent Soul Cultivators on