Xiaofeng cut across the sky like a flash of golden lightning, his body radiating a dazzling glow as he sped toward the forbidden grounds with astonishing velocity.
At that moment, his heart was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, burning with the fires of rage while the dark clouds of worry hung heavy. After all, within the forbidden grounds, his beloved senior sisters were deep in crucial seclusion, undertaking closed-door cultivation. Their safety was the heaviest burden on Xiaofeng's mind, and he had silently sworn to himself that he would never allow anyone or anything to harm them in the slightest.
When Xiaofeng arrived at the forbidden grounds in a flash, what met his eyes was a chilling, deathly stillness, as if all the danger before had merely been an illusion or a nightmare. Yet, as a cultivator who had weathered countless storms, his sharp intuition told him that danger was lurking like a venomous snake in the dark, ready to strike a fatal blow at any second.
Chapter 853