The Eastern Xuan Region.
Outside the Yuan Sect's grounds.
The previously calm, unmarked void suddenly twisted, and a rather bedraggled figure shot out of it.
He wore an embroidered blue robe, and his hair and beard were white. His face revealed him to be none other than Tian Yuanzi, whom Ling Feng had been hunting down.
"Huff, huff..."
Tian Yuanzi panted, exhaustion written across his face. After repeatedly slipping into the void and fleeing across several vast regions, it was little wonder he was so worn out.
Without the Yimo Power sustaining him from within, his Yuan Power would have run dry long ago, and Ling Feng would have caught him.
He gritted his teeth, his face dark. "Never since I began cultivating have I been reduced to such a sorry state. Ling Feng, sooner or later, the Yuan Sect will settle this score with you!"
Dark hatred filled Tian Yuanzi's eyes, but when he recalled Ling Feng's abilities, reason took the place of that hatred.
"That fellow's hidden reserves are far too mysterious. Perhaps the plan needs to be brought forward..."
At that thought, determination settled over Tian Yuanzi's face. Only after recovering a little did he slowly head toward the Yuan Sect's territory.
His steps were heavy and slow, as though he were venting the resentment in his heart.
The Dao Sect.
The matter of the Immortal Origin Ancient Seed had shaken the entire Dao Sect.
In particular, Ying Huanhuan had stayed behind alone to hold off Yao Xiang and the other Nirvana Realm experts. Even Ying Xuanzi, the Sect Master himself, had been unable to remain on the sidelines.
As soon as Lin Dong arrived, Ying Xuanzi and the others rushed over together.
"Junior Brother Lin Dong, where's Huanhuan?"
The first to step forward and