A group came flying at tremendous speed, kicking up clouds of dust thousands of meters high. They were clearly fighting.
Lu Feng had encountered far too many scenes like this along the way. Personally, he was delighted to see them. He could learn other people's divine abilities without lifting a finger himself-why wouldn't he?
Seeing the group heading his way, Lu Feng hurriedly flew off in another direction. Only after making sure he would not block their path did he activate the Mystic Origin Bright Dao Eye to observe their cultivation techniques.
More than thirty people were involved in the fight, apparently ganging up on one person. Through the Mystic Origin Bright Dao Eye, he saw that the true qi circulation paths of those on the larger side were over ninety percent alike. They were probably from the same sect.
Moving a little closer, he discovered that they all wore dark green robes and wielded broad swords. Such distinctive attire belonged to only one sect in the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Continent: the Black Iron Sword Sect of the Northern Evil Path.
All thirty-odd were Heavenly Immortals. Though they were hardly high-ranking experts within the Black Iron Sword Sect, they were not people one could casually brush aside either. Whoever they were surrounding certainly had some nerve.
While Lu Feng was puzzling over this, flowers suddenly appeared amid the yellow sand, blanketing the sky and earth, along with great leaves that fluttered in every direction.
This cultivation technique looked awfully familiar. When Lu Feng finally saw clearly through the yellow sand from afar, he froze. Who else could the fellow under siege be but Liu Xiaofei?
The flower thief had indeed gone to the Northern Evil Path, but for some unknown reason, the Black Iron Sword Sect had chased him