In the dense forests and mountains of the Jinghe Domain in the eastern part of the Abyss Continent, two figures abruptly appeared on a blue stone halfway up the hill. One of them, a slender figure, nonchalantly flicked the fresh blood from the blade in her hand.
"Senior brother, this is already the third wave this month. We probably can't keep this hidden much longer."
After steadying her breath, which was slightly disordered, the girl with three thousand strands of hair cascading down like an ink waterfall turned to the young man in a white robe standing before her.
"It seems we've nearly gathered all there is in the Jinghe Domain. By the time Xia Kun's people and the Devouring Spirit Sect realize that we are actually not in the Beisheng Domain, it'll be too late."
