After leaving the mysterious valley, Su Jinhuan did not find the peace she had imagined.
While resting at an inn, she noticed many travelers moving in a hurry, their hushed conversations hinting that the "ancient seal was loosening." Just as she was about to press for details, a black shadow swept past the window, and a note fluttered onto her table. The ink was red like blood, exuding an eerie chill, and simply read: "Meet at Wangchuan Cliff."
Wangchuan Cliff, located on the border of Nanjiang, was rumored to be the boundary between the living and the dead. Su Jinhuan gripped the note, her heart filled with alarm. Ever since her return from the Nether Blood Sea, she had been able to clearly sense her internal spiritual energy resonating with some mysterious power. Whenever danger approached, the Xuanyuan Sword would tremble—at this moment, the red silk tied to its hilt swayed without a breeze, and a ghostly light shimmered beneath the scabbard.
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