Mu Lian flew desperately forward, panic written across her face. Though her flying treasure was of considerable quality, her pursuers were no ordinary cultivators either—they were two sword cultivators from Ten-Step Academy, renowned above all for their speed.
Nearly a century had passed since the great war ended. The Taixuan Sect had long since returned to the Southern Sea, and although it had become the weakest faction, it had quietly joined forces with the other two sects again.
The reason was that the Wangliang Sect had revealed the existence of its Chimei Envoy!
Gu Jiuqi alone could suppress all the Spirit Transformation cultivators of the three sects. Moreover, the Wangliang Sect had another Spirit Transformation cultivator, Su Changyang. The other three sects had no choice but to remain on their guard.
Thus, after the great war, the Desolate Moon Continent had swiftly returned to its former configuration, with the three sects once again subtly arrayed against the Wangliang Sect.
The disciples of the various sects had likewise resumed their old hostilities. During their journeys, they hunted cultivators from other sects without a shred of mercy. Where was the mutual sympathy they had shown when joining forces against their enemy all those years ago?
Several years earlier, Mu Lian had accepted a solo mission to find a shadowspace stone, an indispensable material for setting up illusion formations.
Everyone, hurry over and give it a try.
She had spent six full years searching outside the sect before finally finding it yesterday.
Unexpectedly, just after she obtained it, two Ten-Step Academy cultivators suddenly appeared and advanced on her.
The two sword cultivators wasted no words, immediately demanding that Mu Lian hand over the shadowspace stone.
How could Mu Lian agree? She knew that in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, seizing treasure meant killing its