The Round-Faced Daoist Nun gritted her teeth and held on:
One day...
"About twenty-nine days left!"
"I should be able to hold out until Wang Quan arrives!"
Early the next morning, as purple qi rose, the Round-Faced Daoist Nun silently estimated the time.
Just then, a ray of moonlight burst apart, and Wang Quan appeared on the battlefield.
He surveyed his surroundings, finding gongs and drums thundering, banners fluttering, and horns sounding in waves. It was quite a lively scene.
He spotted the Round-Faced Daoist Nun at a glance.
Sensing that familiar gaze, the Round-Faced Daoist Nun instinctively looked back, then froze.
Wang Quan, who should not have appeared for another twenty or thirty days, had actually arrived already.
She blinked hard, even using her Delusion-Piercing Dharma Eye in the vain hope of determining whether everything before her was an illusion.
Yet light flickered in her Delusion-Piercing Dharma Eye, revealing that Wang Quan was actually real.
At that moment, she was utterly at a loss:
How did he get here so quickly?
Could he be studying prophecy spells now, and have sensed my danger ahead of time, so he came to save me?
But he should still only be in the Qi Refining Realm!
Even if he were proficient in prophecy spells, he shouldn't be capable of seeing dozens of days into the future!
While she puzzled over this, Wang Quan had already locked onto the cultivator from the Great Sun Way.
This cultivator's bearing and confidence were different from those of the other cultivators.
This fellow was no ordinary person.
As he considered this, the Seventy-Two Paths of Smoke and Dust streamed from behind Wang Quan's head and lifted his feet. Trailing long tails of smoke, he flew up to the man. "Fellow Daoist!"
The Great Sun Way cultivator