Shortly after Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo’s departure, Chen Feiyu led the rest of the Heavenly Peak disciples away from the valley with the use of a Teleportation Scroll. As they left, they also brought Rong Ruihan and his clansmen together with them.

Both the Eternal Summit Sect disciples and Xiang Guqing’s disciples watched passively as the Heavenly Peak disciples took their leave. None bothered to do anything to stop them.

The former hardly possessed the ability to stand in the way of the Heavenly Peak faction to begin with, while the latter were simply so disheartened by the calamity that had befallen their sect that they could hardly be bothered with anything else right now.

The Teleportation Scroll brought the Heavenly Peak faction to a distant, foreign land. These lands were covered with rice crops that were ripe for the harvest, and the rolling fields were covered with a bright, golden sheen as far as their eyes could see. It was an incredibly pleasing sight.

Unfortunately, none from the Heavenly Peak faction had the heart to admire the idyllic scenery right now. Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo had gone missing again, and most of their numbers were now wounded or incapacitated. In this very moment, there was no doubt that a single enemy ambush was all it took to send all of them to their graves.

“Master, Master, wake up, please. Master…” Rong Ruihan was lying on the ground....