Rumble!
Thunder suddenly boomed beneath the moon. Two figures raced across the endless Gobi Desert like dragon pythons, the distance between them shrinking visibly. Held in Xie Jinhuan's arms, Lin Zisu had to cling tightly to his chest to steady herself against that indescribable acceleration. Her eyes were puzzled. "Who is that?"
Xie Jinhuan raced at full speed with the Three Pure Ones Treading the Dipper Steps, and was rather surprised that he had not caught up immediately.
After all, given his cultivation, any cultivator who could barely match his speed had to be another Sixth Realm Immortal Ascendant.
Throughout the North and South, Sixth Realm cultivators could be counted on two hands. Every one of them had a name, a history, and a background. Whatever opportunities they possessed had either been inherited from their elders or obtained through a Treasure Contest.
If this man had climbed to the Sixth Realm by seizing opportunities through strength as Xie Jinhuan had, there was no way he would be unknown. Since Xie Jinhuan knew nothing of his background, he could only have inherited the legacy of some Immortal Ascendant and remained in seclusion all along.
There were two traditions within the Cultivation Dao that followed the secluded path: the Daoist Sect's Hidden Immortal Sect and the Buddhist Sect's Ascetic Monks. Combined with clues such as the Buddha statue, there was no longer any need to guess who the man was.
"Are you a disciple of the Living Buddha of the Northern Lands?"
The distant call rang out across the wilderness.
Wrapped in his cloak, Monk Guan Zhi raced at full speed. With his pursuer drawing steadily closer, he already understood that someone had set him up.
When bandits first broke into the Experiment Site, he had thought it a coincidence. But just