Somewhere in the Southern Border.
Waves of green rolled across the undulating mountain wilderness.
HUMMM—
With a tremor that shook the very air...
A projection of an unfamiliar sky shimmered into existence like a mirage.
The next moment,
THUD—
Two bedraggled figures tumbled out of the mirage, and the pristine wilderness fell silent once more.
"Hah... That damn old butcher!"
Lu Hongye staggered to his feet, his clothes tattered and his body covered in blood.
His once peerlessly handsome face was now a mask of misery, and his narrow, almond-shaped eyes were filled with an indelible mixture of terror and hatred.
After fleeing the battlefield at Lancang County City, he had been quickly overtaken by two Supreme Elders from Zige Mountain. A brief exchange proved he was no match for them, forcing him to flee for his life once again.
The cultivators of Zige Mountain...
They were all Soldier Cultivators, the strongest of the three Daos when it came to sheer combat.
