Qiu Mountain Territory, atop a barren wasteland.
Two figures dashed like lightning, one chasing the other, occasionally exchanging a few blows.
Wherever they passed, jungles turned to deserts and mountains were leveled.
The man in the front, known as Ning Miaozi, was the Supreme Sect Master of the Blood Blade Sect.
However, at this moment, he looked utterly disheveled, his vestment robe tattered and ragged, resembling a beggar.
The exposed skin was mottled with blood, with disheveled hair draped over his shoulders, and the hairpin that once held his hair was long lost.
"Luo Batian! To prey on me when I'm alone and chase me for thousands of miles, you are too bullying!"
"Your Heavenly Desolate Demon Sect harms creatures wherever it goes, stirring heaven's wrath and human resentment. In the Qianshan Territory, you've provoked public anger, finding no place just to stand."
"Then you dare to bring disaster upon our Qiu Mountain Territory?"
