「Two hours later.」
Before a hidden mountain valley, dozens of miles away, three figures shot over from the distance like bolts of lightning.
In a flash of black, Qin Feng appeared at the valley's entrance in his black robe.
Flowers bloomed in profusion here. Elegant little blossoms of every color were on display as butterflies danced among the dense fields of flowers.
At a glance, the sea of flowers resembled a great, winding river. On either side, green mountains faced each other. In the distance, a colossal peak shrouded in a faint Purple Qi towered on the horizon.
Purple Mist Peak.
Following the lingering trail of aura left by Xuelian, the three of them had tracked their quarry here.
Qin Feng turned his head, his gaze falling on the two women as he spoke. "Do you want to rest for a bit?"
The two women shook their heads.
Condensing Vein Realm Martial Artists had abundant stamina; traveling for a few hours was nothing to them.
