At dusk that day, above the Phantom Sect amid the Hundred Thousand Mountains, an almost imperceptible gleam came from the north, silently slicing across the heavens.
Li Yan stood at the front of the "Cloud-Piercing Blade" with his hands behind his back, while Mei Hongyu still sat cross-legged behind him in meditation. The two had exchanged very little along the way.
Ever since Mei Hongyu had estimated that Li Yan's cultivation had likely reached a height she could only gaze up at, one she could never catch, she had cultivated with even more desperate diligence.
It was not that she wanted to catch up to Li Yan. The feeling he gave her was that he simply was not a normal cultivator at all. After breaking through the azure-light space, Mei Hongyu had realized just how weak she truly was.
If she had relied on herself, perhaps in her entire life she would only have encountered the azure figures, and in the end, would merely have died at their hands, unable even to reach that cave...
More than ten thousand zhang above the ground, before Li Yan had drawn too close to the Phantom Sect, his Divine Sense had already spread out.
With a single sweep, his brows could not help but furrow. Why had the auras of the sect's powerful cultivators changed? And why were two auras missing from Small Bamboo Peak?
With a thought from Li Yan, the "Cloud-Piercing Blade," which had been flying at tremendous speed, instantly stopped in midair.
"Should I avoid this?"
Because the "Cloud-Piercing Blade" had stopped, Mei Hongyu awoke in an instant as well. With only a slight sweep of her Divine Sense, she sensed fluctuations from a great formation in the distance.
Though she had never entered the Phantom Sect, she had once