(There should be another chapter later tonight, though it won't be until after midnight.)
The man and woman were dressed rather strangely. The man wore a suit of black armor that encased his entire body, with a gigantic long sword strapped to his back. That alone would have been ordinary enough, but his armor was covered in white lotus flowers, making it look bizarre, neither fish nor fowl. His face was dark and sallow, with sparse stubble, and one look at him was enough to keep anyone from warming to him.
The woman wore a white robe plastered with countless talisman scripts, leaving her slender, fair feet bare. She was a strikingly beautiful woman, and every movement carried an indescribable allure.
Both had deliberately suppressed the fluctuations of their magic power, but how could their cultivation escape Li Xiaoya's powerful divine sense? They were both at the core condensation middle stage, and both practiced Demonic Path cultivation methods.
"Huh?" The woman's attire brought a certain sect to Li Xiaoya's mind, and he asked in surprise, "Why are you blocking our way? Aren't you from the Heavenly Spirit Church? What are you doing here?" He remembered that the Qingyang Kingdom had only one major sect, Demon Ghost Cliff. Why would disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Church appear here?
"Hehe, greetings, fellow Daoists. Might I ask where you're headed?" The pair had stared for quite some time at the handsome, dashing man and the breathtakingly beautiful female cultivator before the black-armored man finally spoke.
In truth, the black-armored man was muttering inwardly as well. Neither of these two looked like Demonic Path cultivators, yet he could not see through their cultivation. Li Xiaoya and Zhang Hong had also deliberately suppressed their magic power fluctuations. After all, this was Demonic Path territory, and