Liu Wuxie pushed himself to the limit—faster than a comet streaking across the heavens. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a hundred miles.0

But before he even arrived, the sharp stench of blood assaulted his senses.0

"No!" Liu Wuxie cried out as he descended from the sky.0

Fresh blood soaked the ground. Someone had died only moments ago.0

He landed in a clearing where a violent battle had scarred the earth. The air brimmed with chaotic spiritual energy, and he instantly sensed remnants of the four women's auras.0

But no matter how deeply he scoured the area with his divine sense, he couldn't locate them.0

He found three corpses lying in the grass nearby, each clad in black.0

The Black Plume Pavilion had sent those assassins.0

Each assassin had reached the pinnacle of the Earth Profound Realm, far too powerful for the women to face alone.0

"Big Brother Liu!" a familiar voice called from behind him.0

He spun around to see Xu Lingxue running toward him, followed...0