Twenty days later, in the Time Secret Realm.
Within the dense forest, Xiao Yi, an Outer Disciple of the Formless Divine Sect, was flying through the air, desperately fleeing.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she had several blurred wounds on her body.
Threads of fresh blood continuously slid down her wrist, onto the long sword she was carrying, and then dripped from the sword tip.
At this moment, there were several figures in green clothing chasing her from behind and both sides.
They moved like shadows, persistently pursuing her.
"Wretched woman, where do you think you can escape to?"
"Your movement technique is quite impressive; to still move so fast despite your injuries. But how much longer can you last with your current status?"
"Hand over the 'Time Blood Stone' you hold, and seeing that you are from the same great sect on the Righteous Path, we will spare your life."
They were unscrupulous, their words filled with mockery and a chilling intent to kill.
