Four Extremities Target, Divine Crow Valley Matters

Western Territory, main demon-suppressing pass, general's camp.

Cheng Xian lay pale-faced on the couch, his body enveloped in the hazy spiritual aura emitted by precious medicine.

Thick white bandages laced with medicine were wrapped around his chest and abdomen, dark bloodstains seeping through them. Though his aura was still weak, it had steadied considerably compared to when he had first fled back. At the very least, he was no longer in mortal danger.

This was the strength of a Martial Dao Supreme.

Even if one had been so weakened upon fleeing back to the border pass that they collapsed on the spot, a little nourishment was enough to swiftly restore consciousness and some combat strength.

The Yao Xuan Envoy who had delivered the message had only just left when the tent flap was violently thrown open.

The Eldest Princess, Li Huaian, hurried inside, rare urgency written across her face.

"General Cheng!" Her voice was rapid, her gaze locked tightly onto the figure on the couch. "While you were fleeing back into the pass, did you notice an immensely vast burst of energy deep within the wilderness beyond the pass? Or perhaps battle fluctuations at the Immortal Realm level?"

At her words, a look of recollection surfaced on Cheng Xian's face. He cupped his hands with a bitter smile. "In reply to Your Highness... I did indeed sense it."

"That fluctuation was utterly terrifying. It was absolutely at the late Immortal Realm level, but at the time..."

As he spoke, he pointed at his injuries, his tone filled with exhaustion and lingering fear. "I was gravely injured and on the verge of death. My Qi Sea was nearly depleted. I only wanted to exhaust every last ounce of strength to escape back into the pass. I truly had no time to