As the blood-red Sword Shadow reached her, Chu Hongshang's divine sense, which had been locked onto the Cloud-Clawed Lizard, erupted outwards with a hum. It became almost tangible, shredding the very air around her.
But even this was just barely enough to react to the sudden attack.
Chu Hongshang's Body-Protecting Spirit Shield was pierced without a sound, as if it were made of paper. The moment her ornate dress tore, her figure blurred into a faint, flickering flame. When she reappeared, she was already more than ten zhang away.
"The Fire Escape Divine Techniques. Truly remarkable."
An elderly Male Cultivator strolled over from the distance. That blood-red Sword Shadow from before transformed into a streak of bloody light and returned to his hand.
Only then did everyone present realize that an unknown Nascent Soul Cultivator had appeared on the scene.
Watching from afar, Fang Qingyuan and Lechuan's expressions turned grim the moment they saw the man appear.
