The Mysterious Sight Below

The two staggered their way into a deserted path, far removed from the chaos of the previous scene.

The spirit qi in this region was modest, a stark contrast to the dense, volatile energy of other areas.

It was a place of quiet refuge, seemingly untouched by the turmoil of the outside world. A strange, almost imperceptible pressure lingered in the air, repelling demonic beasts and keeping them at bay.

It was as if the land itself had been imbued with a protective aura, one that deterred even the most ferocious creatures from advancing.

This hidden path was not something Xiao Ming would have stumbled upon by chance. It was the faint resonance of the dao sword intent within him that had guided him here, like an invisible thread pulling him toward safety.

As they arrived, the blue-robed girl slumped to the ground, her breathing shallow and labored.