A vast and endless plain where five Nascent Soul Cultivators were battling, numerous giant pits emitting black smoke became visible.
Two men and a woman stood on a mound, enveloped by a blue light screen whose spiritual light had dimmed. Ye Hongyao was also inside, her face pale.
Ye Hongyao was at the middle stage of Nascent Soul. They had been discovered by heterodox cultivators, and after a fierce battle, the casualties were severe.
Opposite them stood a tall man in a golden robe and a full-figured woman in a purple dress.
"Finish them off quickly."
The man in the golden robe spoke with a deep voice, his face filled with murderous intent.
"Scatter and run for your lives! It's all down to who has the most luck now."
Ye Hongyao suggested.
"Thinking of running? Did you ask us? Stay where you are!"
The woman in the purple dress sneered.