Chapter 892: Counterkill

Eastern Continent, on a certain official road.

A golden war chariot sped along, traversing the vast, empty wilderness. This area used to be bustling with countless sects and towns, but now they had all been moved into Second Peak by Ying Diao, leaving the land wide open.

"Damn, glad I ran fast, or I would've been caught red-handed by the Sect Master," Li Xiaobai cursed, blaming it all on the Huo Yun Sword.

"Will we be able to come back in the future? Will I get beaten to death if I return to Sword Sect?"

Asked Ji Wuqing.

Li Xiaobai said, "No worries, a great man once said, 'Time makes people forget everything.' We'll go mix in the Western Continent for a few months, and by then, the anger of our fellow sect brothers and sisters will have mostly subsided."