At the blade sheer cliff, ten thousand fathoms high, the wind screamed past without end. The moment that voice fell, the slightly frozen atmosphere loosened at once. 1

The Eldest Young Master had actually rushed back from the Ancient Abyss. Now that his order had arrived, there was naturally no reason for anyone present to keep humoring the Third Young Master in this childish little game.0

Of the four figures standing in midair, three vanished in an instant. Only the woman called Ying'er remained where she was.0

After a brief silence, Ying'er looked at the blood-colored figure standing at the cave entrance and spoke softly again.0

“Third Young Master, please come with me. The Eldest Young Master is waiting for you at the summit.”0

Xu Yuan did not lower the hand at his throat right away. He kept staring at the figure hovering in the air, then called out quietly, “Miss. Ran, we can go now.”0

At the sound of his voice, Ran Qingmo slowly stepped out from the cave dwelling. Silent as ever, she came to stand at his side with her sword in hand. The sudden sunlight outside clearly took some getting used to for her eyes. She closed them, then opened them again.0

Below Suspended Heaven Cliff, beneath the blazing sun, clouds and mist churned across the heavens with the wind. The world stretched vast and...0