บท 91: Chapter 89 I Hate Magic Cultivators

Outside the Sky-Splitting Gorge lay a vast plain with flat terrain, which was particularly hostile towards Lu Ye's current predicament, as there was absolutely nowhere to hide.

He took out the ten-part map to scout ahead; beyond the plain was a mountain, and on the other side of that mountain a large river. Crossing the river and traveling several dozen li, there was a marketplace.

Into the mountain! Lu Ye made a snap decision. He didn't know what kind of methods a cultivator from the Spirit Stream Level 7 might possess, but in his current situation, the only chance of survival was to head into the mountains.

However, the mountain was not close, and even with Amber's pace, it would take about two hours to reach.

Lu Ye desperately prayed that Dong Shuye wouldn't run too fast.