“The Withering and Flourishing Alchemy Pavilion?”
Lu Ren jolted at those words.
He had been worrying because he did not know where the Withering and Flourishing Alchemy Pavilion was. He had never expected to encounter its people here.
Without a moment's hesitation, Lu Ren activated his Origin Qi, concealed his aura completely, and flew toward the voice.
Soon, he arrived above a valley.
Inside it, a woman in a white dress held a sword while more than a dozen cultivators surrounded her.
She looked to be in her twenties, with an ethereal bearing and skin whiter than snow. She gave off the aura of the Late-Heaven-Questioning Stage.
But her face was pale now, and a trace of blood stained the corner of her mouth.
The cultivators surrounding her all wore fiery red robes. Every one of them had reached the Heaven-Questioning Stage.
"Kill!"
The Red-Haired Youth at their head gave a shout.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
More than a dozen cultivators unleashed their Dao Power at once.
Terrifying Flame Dao Power became blade arcs and sword beams that hammered toward the woman in white.
Her expression turned grave as she swept her sword through the air again and again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streaks of sword light crossed the sky, colliding fiercely with the attacks from every side.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Though the woman had reached the Late-Heaven-Questioning Stage, she was badly outnumbered. Four of her opponents had reached that stage too.
After only a few exchanges, they drove her back step by step.
Pfft!
A flaming palm print suddenly slammed into her shoulder. She coughed up blood and staggered backward.
Then the attacks of the dozen-plus cultivators converged into a terrifying torrent and poured down on her once more.
This is bad!
Her expression changed, and she immediately formed