When that blade intent cleaved out, it split into several streams in the void.
As the Masked Man fled in panic, a moment of carelessness let the blade intent slice his right foot.
Watching his retreating figure, Xu Zimo snorted coldly. "Chase."
He and Xie Changliu immediately stepped through the air in pursuit.
Within Nine Ghost Academy's Willow Catkin Space.
This was an independent void belonging to Nine Ghost Academy.
Legend had it that Nine Ghost Academy had once produced an immensely powerful student named Liu Zu.
At the height of his power, Liu Zu could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Nine Great Mountain Ghosts.
He had been born from the union of the bloodlines of Liu Zi and the Moon Scar Mountain Ghost clan.
When his true body transformed into a willow tree, it blotted out the sky and covered the sun. Its horizontal branches could stretch beyond Nine Ghost Academy, spanning tens of millions of miles across the borders of Thirty-Day Valley and Yueyang.
Its vertical branches soared skyward like leaves reaching the heavens, rising hundreds of thousands of meters high—so high they could not be seen with the naked eye.
Back then, Liu Zu passed away in Nine Ghost Academy, and his body became this Willow Catkin Space, a single trunk holding up the entire void.
Later, Nine Ghost Academy opened a passage between Willow Catkin Space and the academy, turning this place into their own backyard.
At this moment, although the outside world was seeing off the dying autumn, this place remained eternally spring-like.
Willow trees stood together in dazzling splendor, circling Willow Catkin Space more than a dozen times over.
Willow catkins drifted everywhere in the air.
The white fluff danced gracefully, while countless branches and leaves sprouted tender buds, filling this world