Su Jiu continued leading the group forward as she talked with Little Green. Just as she had detected earlier with her divine sense, the farther they went, the denser the red maple trees became, and the more demon crow nests appeared.
Judging by the scenery alone, the place was actually rather lovely, with red maple leaves drifting everywhere. Had they not known danger lurked at every turn, they would have seemed more like a group of sightseers.
Of course, Dao Lord Qing Ci was probably the only one in the mood to appreciate it.
Yun Huanling was growing bored. "When will we reach the end?" He made a rough calculation on his fingers. Nearly four hours had passed, yet he still could not sense where the path ended.
As for Xia Jue and his party, their last known traces were still from before they entered this narrow path.
Just as Yun Huanling was about to grumble some more, Su Jiu abruptly stopped.
Chu Luohen summoned the Scarless Sword immediately afterward.
He raised his arm slightly and delivered a powerful slash in a particular direction. Golden sword light flared.
A deafening roar also rang out through the wooded mountains.
At first, the sound seemed distant to Yun Huanling, but as the golden sword light exploded in midair, he suddenly felt as though it were right beside his ears.
Danger descended. Yun Huanling was a moment too slow to react, but fortunately, Su Jiu had already summoned the Frostbound Purple Ultimate Sword beside him.
An ice-blue aura brushed his face. Her blade stopped barely an inch from it.
Ice spiritual qi spread out before him, forming a sheet of ice.
Clang!
Yun Huanling snapped back to his senses, only then realizing where his earlier sense of danger had come from.
The demon