A beam of moonlight, chasing the wind, swift as lightning.
Bai Zichen's face was ashen as he carried the siblings, Bai Ziying and Bai Ziyu, and shot straight toward Hanxiu Peak.
This extreme speed, far surpassing the sound barrier, caused the two junior Qi Refining cultivators to fall unconscious.
Had he not been carefully protecting them with his True Essence, the flight would have surely caused them serious physical harm.
He crossed the three thousand li in less than half an hour.
When his Sword Light touched down on Hanxiu Peak, funeral banners were already lining the mountain path, and numerous clan members were rushing about.
Upon seeing him arrive, they fell to their knees in droves, all chanting, "Ancestor."
The Bai Family had grown increasingly prosperous over the years. Whenever they were out and revealed their identity, any Cultivator who learned they were from the Ink Bamboo Bai Family would look upon them with high regard.
