Two figures darted out of the void and surveyed their unfamiliar surroundings. Tian Yuanzi had already vanished without a trace.
"Damn it, that old bastard still got away!"
Ling Feng frowned in displeasure as he looked around. He had no idea where Tian Yuanzi had brought him.
He had followed Tian Yuanzi through the void all the way here.
Now, Ling Feng had completely lost his bearings.
"No idea where this is. Oh well, I'll find someone to ask in a bit."
"Um... excuse me..."
"Hm? Oh, sorry, miss. I was busy chasing someone and forgot my manners."
Only when that shy, nervous voice reached him did Ling Feng remember Ying Huanhuan's presence. He set her down on the ground.
Only then did Ling Feng take a proper look at her face.
She was a young maiden, clearly not very old. She looked a little older than Zi Yan, but her figure was taller and more slender.
Dressed in red, she stood graceful and poised.
The girl was quite beautiful, but what intrigued Ling Feng even more was the strange fluctuation faintly emanating from within her.
Within that fluctuation, he could even faintly hear clear notes like the gentle tapping of a musical instrument.
"You're too kind. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died at the Yuan Sect's hands."
"You mean those Yuan Sect lackeys? No need to thank me. I just did it on a whim. That Yuan Sect really is disgusting. One day, I'll wipe them out myself."
Ling Feng waved a hand and smiled casually.
At those words, a gleam flashed through Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes. Had anyone else said that, she would certainly have thought he was boasting and shamelessly talking big.
But after witnessing even Tian Yuanzi, the Yuan Sect's chief