The wild grass and trees on the plain were infected by fiery sparks, turning the whole place into an inferno.

Su Yun and Yan Ziyu gathered all of their energy and essentially wrapped themselves around Feiyun, leveraging the ground in order to stop him.

Feiyun could pull a mountain right now so the two of them have been dragged for more than thirty miles. Two deep trails stained with blood were left behind. Nevertheless, Feiyun seemed to have used all of his energy. The bottoms of his shoes were gone too; his hands dripped with blood.

Nevertheless, he continued to move forward towards the formation.

In the distant, one could faintly hear the sounds of a zither and a woman crying - a heart-wrenching melody.

“His demonic blood is awakening again. If we don’t subdue him now, he’ll become a monster.” The scholar took out a white piece of eaglewood, resembling a spiritual ruler. He aimed it straight for Feiyun’s spine.

“Ra!” Despite...