One Swing

A shiver came down the spine of Da Xian. In all his years of being a cultivator, this was one of the few times he felt that he would die here. He was a Sky Realm Expert, a master of Formations. This disciple of Dai Mian might not have been the best fighter but his techniques and skills more than made up his strength. 

"What is she doing?"

There was a bit of fear within him. 

Who was she? Where did she come from? Why was she here? Most importantly, how did she know of their plans? In that moment, various questions ran through his head. 

He didn't dare underestimate Ming Yue, even if she was a whole realm below him. 

"Was she sent here to hunt us down?" he thought, "I know the sect had been stomped out but... Out enemies shouldn't have been able to send someone for us. Not with the chaos that should've been created in the Human Continent."