Qing Yanjing

The woman wore a white dress, elegant and refined, with breathtaking beauty.

Yet at this moment, she was in an extremely sorry state. As the Qing Vein Goddess of the Fu Tu Ancient Clan, she had ventured out to train and accidentally entered a mysterious ancient ruin, triggering a killing formation. She was gravely injured, nearly becoming crippled. Fortunately, at the crucial moment, she had used her trump card and teleported away in time.

But she had not expected to escape the wolves only to enter the tiger's jaws. Severely wounded, she could not muster even a trace of spiritual energy. Watching the fierce Spirit Beasts close in step by step, her face immediately turned deathly pale.

Elsewhere.

"Brother Mu, look! Someone's surrounded by Spirit Beasts."

"Where?" Mu Feng, who had come from the Northern Spirit Realm to make his way through the Hundred Spirit Continent, halted upon hearing his friend's words and looked in the direction his friend indicated.

When he saw that it was a weak woman seriously injured, his thoughts stirred. He stepped forward, intending to rescue her.

But his friend grabbed him.

"Are you crazy? Those Spirit Beasts are at the Spirit Soul Realm. How long have you and I been in the Spirit Soul Realm? Aren't you just throwing your life away if you go over?" his friend urged.

"Even so, I can't just stand by and watch her die!" Mu Feng flung off his friend's hand and was about to dash over.

Boom!

Awoo!

Several explosions suddenly erupted in the mountain ravine. The Spirit Beasts surrounding the woman in white suddenly burst into clouds of blood mist. The remaining Spirit Beasts were so frightened that they fled in panic.

Then Mu Feng and his friend saw a white-robed figure descend from the sky and