“I am from… Purgatory Mountain…”

These strange hissing noises sounded like they came from countless transparent mounts around them, interwoven with a lava spear-like ear-splitting screaming noise.

Lin Xi was shaken.

It wasn’t because of the flame meteor that was fast to the point of being impossible to avoid, but rather because the instant the cave barbarian cultivator’s eyes landed on his body, he flung out this lava spear, yet Ai Qilan who was next to him was already blocking in front of him.

He didn’t know that Ai Qilan was Green Luan Academy’s chosen Watchman, but he could sense that apart from having some special methods, Ai Qilan’s soul force cultivation might not even be above his own. However, this figure that seemed far weaker than his own instead blocked in front of him with incredible resolution.

Ding…

As the red-clothed zither master’s fingers flew across the zither, they were like a mirage.

As if there were more than ten hands that plucked at the red zither in front of her, as the grieving song-like, peaceful zither notes were played, abnormal killing intent aura erupted. Rings of light surged in the zither’s surroundings, as if there were countless invisible flying daggers spinning about in the air, hacking...