The night moon was hidden in the continuous sea of clouds, not showing its true face, causing the skies above to be enshrouded in darkness.
At this ti, the sky was only a deep ink color, covering the wilderness.
The flying sword sped through the night at extre speed.
"Not right!"
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly spoke out loud.
The two won who were chatting were startled and asked in unison, "What’s wrong?"
Jiang Shouzhong’s face was serious as he looked down intently, focusing on the vast desert landscape below, and said in a deep voice,
"Logically, with our speed, we should have reached the border by now, yet we still haven’t flown out of this desert, and the terrain... seems familiar sohow."
After being alerted by Jiang Shouzhong, the two won also noticed sothing was off.
Qu Hongling lowered the sword’s altitude, and without the clouds blocking the view, one could see the ground more clearly.
"Eh, seems like we’re back where we started," she exclaid.
Li Nanshuang said in surprise.
Qu Hongling wanted to land the sword, but Jiang Shouzhong said, "Don’t go down, keep flying higher."
Qu Hongling naturally followed Jiang’s words, the young girl activating her magic, slightly tilting the tip of the sword beneath her feet upwards, soaring even higher into the sky.
Jiang Shouzhong subconsciously hugged the young girl’s slender waist tighter.
The blazing white flying sword climbed higher and higher, piercing through layers of clouds.
But at a certain altitude, Qu Hongling was clearly struggling, her pale forehead beading with sweat. Surrounding them seed to be a sticky force, dragging at the flying sword.
"What is this?"
As the mist and clouds dispersed, Jiang Shouzhong looked down.
Stretching as far as the eye could see, the undulating sand dunes faintly ford a shape similar to that of a Bagua diagram.
"Soul-Confusing Array!"
Qu Hongling exclaid.
Jiang Shouzhong frowned and asked, "What is a Soul-Confusing Array?"
Li Nanshuang, who was usually carefree, also furrowed her delicate brows and explained, "This is a formation from the Myriad Phenona God Sect, if nothing unexpected, we are now within the bounds of the Myriad Phenona God Sect."
Myriad Phenona God Sect...
Jiang Shouzhong felt this sect was familiar.
He suddenly rembered when he was escorting Yelü Miaomiao to Fengcheng, they encountered a disturbance in Muling County, where people from the Myriad Phenona God Sect were involved.
However, the experts from Myriad Phenona God Sect were killed by the Demon Venerable back then.
"Fellow Daoists, why fly so high? Since you’re here, why not join for a drink?"
Just then, a deep voice floated over.
The next mont, the sword beneath the trio’s feet whined continuously, starting to tremble uncontrollably and beca difficult to maneuver.
The sword’s tip slowly sank, as if intending to abandon its master.
Qu Hongling’s face changed dramatically as she tried her best to focus her mind, attempting to steady the wavering sword.
But despite her efforts, she could not stop the descent.
Soon, the three of them plumted rapidly.
Just as the sword was about to touch the ground, Qu Hongling quickly adjusted her posture, hugged Jiang Shouzhong tightly, pointed her toes lightly, and with the last bit of support from the sword, she landed gracefully.
Li Nanshuang, who had landed first, intended to catch Jiang Shouzhong, but seeing Qu Hongling helping, she turned to guard in front of both of them.
"Jiang, are you alright?" Qu Hongling asked with concern.
Jiang Shouzhong shook his head and looked up.
Before them in the desert appeared a simple and unpretentious wine shop.
The exterior of the tavern was inconspicuous, constructed from rough wooden beams covered with crude animal hides and cloth canopies that swayed gently in the wind.
An old man sat at a small table, drinking wine alone.
The old man wore a Tai Chi yin and yang garnt sewn from black and white cloth, his hair white with a long beard hanging down, giving him an air of immortality.
"Pretending to be mysterious, what nonsense."
Li Nanshuang, who was barely saved from falling, suppressed her anger and swung her knife at the old man.
The Gang Qi that burst from the blade as it fell upon the tavern seemingly dissipated into nothingness.
The old man looked at Li Nanshuang’s knife with a smile and said, "A girl shouldn’t be carrying around a tombstone all day long; it’s not good, it attracts bad energy."
"Bad energy my ass, are you playing tricks here?"
Li Nanshuang demanded.
Qu Hongling observed the old man closely with her beautiful eyes and spoke up with a hint of realization, "If I’m not wrong, you must be the Peak Master of the sixth peak of the Myriad Phenona God Sect, Tian Duanjiang, right?"
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Mr. Qu has sharp eyes."
"River Severing Palm."
Li Nanshuang’s expression changed.
The Myriad Phenona God Sect had twelve peaks, each with a Peak Master possessing high levels of cultivation.
Among them, a few well-known ones included the sixth peak’s Peak Master, Tian Duanjiang, who was at the Saintly Ascension Peak realm. It was said he could truly sever a river’s flow with a single palm.
Jiang Shouzhong asked indifferently, "Why do you prevent us from leaving?"
Tian Duanjiang smiled without answering, rely pointing at the stool in front and gestured with an inviting "please."
The three of them stayed motionless.
Tian Duanjiang spoke leisurely, "Leaving this place is easy. Play a ga of chess with , and if you win, you can leave. I am true to my word, and I an what I say."
"Play chess my ass, are you sick?"
Li Nanshuang was about to swing her knife again when the old man reminded her with a smile, "Girl, are you sure you want to waste ti? Seeing your anxious looks, you must have important matters to attend to."
Li Nanshuang glared with her sparkling eyes and eventually decided not to swing her knife.
Turning to Jiang Shouzhong and the other, she said, "I’m not good at chess."
Li Nanshuang, who usually boasted of being a chess saint, finally couldn’t bring herself to put on a brave face this ti. After all, she couldn’t cheat in a ga of chess against such a formidable old man.
Jiang Shouzhong hesitated for a mont and was about to step forward when Qu Hongling stopped him with her hand.
"Jiang, let do it."
Qu Hongling walked straight into the tavern, took a seat across from Tian Duanjiang with ease, lightly tapping the table with her fingers, and spoke crisply, "Peak Master Tian, I heard you like to play ’endga’ scenarios, so how about we play an endga match?"
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