Lin Feng and the others drove the Divine Beasts, speeding across the sky. The scales of the Thunderbolt Divine Dragon flashed with golden light in the night, the sharp claws of the Silver Moon Demon Zhen tore through the clouds, and the tail feathers of the Purple Kirin Streaming Light Beast dragged a brilliant trail of light behind them. Qiongqi carried Zhang Yujie on its back, the woman beneath the white veil gently stroking the giant beast's mane. Though the medicinal power of the healing pills had allowed Qiongqi to recover slightly, its breath remained somewhat chaotic from the fierce battle prior.
"Senior Xuance's communication jade slip suddenly shattered. It is truly too suspicious," Nángōng Qiàn'ér furrowed her brow tightly, molding her Purple Fire Blood Shadow Whip into a tight ball in the palm of her hand.
Su Yao condensed an ice crystal at her fingertips, reflecting the silhouettes of the fleeting mountain peaks below. She spoke softly: "Just now in the forbidden area of the Tianxuan Sect, I sensed that within the aura of that corrosive water, aside from the Netherworld Cult's Soul-Devouring Powder, there was also an extremely obscure illusionary fluctuation." She paused, her ice-blue eyes flashing with a trace of vigilance, "It was as though... someone was using dark arts to distort perception."
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