Li Qinghong rode thunder as she descended into the cave dwelling, forming hand seals to cast a spell that concealed the blood on her back. She still had sixty percent of her mana. She quickly swallowed a few pills to suppress her wounds.0

The Vast Sky Fierce Sparrow inside her was still silently circulating, keeping her injuries in check. The demonic energy that had invaded her wounds would normally force ordinary cultivators into emergency seclusion, but her thunder mana dispersed it within five minutes.0

After she downed two more pills, a hint of color returned to Li Qinghong’s face.0

Helian Changguang was likely a core disciple of a devil cultivator sect. His devil techniques and spell arts were more refined than his partner’s, and he wielded one dharma artifact after another. However, her cultivation was above theirs, and as a lightning cultivator,...0