“That’s possible,” Elder Zijing nodded.

Elder Zijing then continued, "Alright, the Sanyuan Sect's grand ceremony has ended, and we should leave here and return to the Xuanji Sect. It's getting late, so let's set off as soon as possible."

"Yes, Master." Ziyue nodded obediently.

After leaving the Sanyuan Sect's mountain gate, Elder Zijing took out a cloud boat and threw it into the air.

When Yunzhou was first taken out of the storage ring, it was only the size of a palm, looking like a delicate and small model.

However, as Elder Zijing tossed it into the air, the cloud boat rapidly grew larger, expanding in the wind, and soon became a behemoth!

"Get on the boat."

Elder Zijing said, and took the lead in boarding the cloud boat. Chang Qingyue, Ye Feng and the others also immediately boarded the cloud boat.

Thus, under Elder Zijing's control, the cloud boat flew towards the Xuanji Sect.

Just as before, Elder Zijing was meditating on the boat, closing his eyes to rest.

Zi Yue and Luo Mengxuan chatted and laughed, the two women chattering away.

Chang Qingyue was also meditating, but his expression seemed somewhat solemn, as if he was considering something.

Night Wind glanced at the rapidly receding sea of ​​clouds, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Ye?" Luo Mengxuan asked, having already noticed Ye Feng's solemn expression.

Night Wind said, "I don't know what's wrong, but I have a feeling of unease. Maybe something big is about to happen."

"I don't think so, Junior Brother Ye, are you overthinking it?" Luo Mengxuan said.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

We've already covered half the distance and aren't far from the Xuanji Sect.

But at that moment, a sudden sense of unease arose in Ye Feng's heart.

"Someone's coming!" Night Wind suddenly said.

The next moment, five or six small black dots broke through the clouds and chased after the cloud boat.

The person leading the group was none other than Han Wangyue from the Heavenly Sword Sect!

Elder Zijing suddenly opened her eyes and stood up from the deck, her expression turning extremely ugly.

"Han Wangyue, what do you mean by this?" Elder Zijing questioned sternly.

Standing atop the cloud boat, Han Wangyue sneered, "Elder Zijing, it's time to settle our old scores from back then!"

"I didn't expect you to hold such a grudge," Elder Zijing said.

“That’s right, I’m the kind of person who holds grudges.” Han Wangyue said bluntly.

Elder Zijing's divine thought transmission resounded in Ye Feng Ziyue Changqingyue Luo Mengxuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"I'll hold Han Wangyue back while you guys take the opportunity to escape. Don't stay here."

"No, I won't leave. I can't abandon you, Master!" Ziyue said immediately.

“Silly children, only when you leave can I deal with Han Wangyue without any distractions. Your presence here will only distract me. Besides, even if I am no match for Han Wangyue, I can still protect myself. If I can't beat him, can't I just run away?” Elder Zijing said.

Hearing Elder Zijing say this, Ziyue finally nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

Elder Zijing communicated with Yefeng and the others through divine sense, which did not escape Han Wangyue's perception.

Han Wangyue said coldly, "Elder Zijing, have you finished making your final arrangements?"

"Han Wangyue, do you think you can take me by the nose?" Elder Zijing frowned.

"Whether I can get my hands on you or not, we'll find out by trying."

As soon as Han Wangyue finished speaking, a long sword appeared in her hand.

The longsword was entirely silver-white, giving it a sense of purity and innocence, yet also a chilling quality.

As Han Wangyue slashed with his sword, a crescent-shaped sword light instantly struck the cloud boat.

Get out of the way!

Elder Zijing shouted and immediately retreated, and Yefeng, Changqingyue, Ziyue, and Luo Mengxuan also retreated.

The next moment, the enormous cloud boat was cleaved in two by Han Wangyue's sword, falling towards the ground and disintegrating in mid-air.

"Leave Elder Zijing to me; you all go and deal with the rest."

Han Wangyue coldly commanded.

"Yes, Master!"

Han Wangyue's four disciples chased after Ye Feng, Luo Mengxuan, Ziyue, and Chang Qingyue.

They were menacing, and it was clear at a glance that they were prepared to kill.

Chang Qingyue immediately said, "Let's scatter and escape. Don't drag Elder Zijing down with us! We don't even have the right to watch Saint Realm experts fight. Staying here will only distract Elder Zijing!"

After saying that, Chang Qingyue flew away into the distance.

Ziyue immediately took flight and fled in another direction.

"What about us?" Luo Mengxuan looked at Ye Feng.

“Do as Senior Brother Chang says, his words make a lot of sense,” Ye Feng said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the night wind also flew away in one direction, and Luo Mengxuan had no choice but to leave as well.

Seeing Chang Qingyue, Ziyue Yefeng, and Luo Mengxuan quickly disappear into the distance, soon turning into a tiny black dot and leaving the area, Elder Zijing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Zijing then smiled and looked at Han Wangyue, saying, "A hundred years ago, I was no match for you, but who knows about today? I haven't been idle for the past hundred years!"

"Li Qiangfeng said at the sect's grand ceremony that I'm standing still. Do you really think I'm standing still? If you think that, you're sorely mistaken!"

Han Wangyue, holding her longsword, said coldly, "Then I'll have to see what you're made of!"

A fierce wind howled through the air.

But the wind is constantly decreasing in altitude at night.

With no cover in the air, it was impossible to shake off the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples chasing after them.

But that's not necessarily true once you're on the ground.

Below is a vast forest, and it happens to be a hilly area with rather complex terrain.

Once there, it will be much easier for Ye Feng to escape or turn around and fight back!

"Where do you think you're going? Prepare to die!"

The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple chasing behind thrust his sword at Ye Feng again and again, streaks of sword energy shooting past Ye Feng.

However, Ye Feng dodged every single sword strike, and none of them managed to hit him.

Ye Feng's agile movements gave that Heavenly Sword Sect disciple a real headache.

Night Breeze, on the contrary, felt relieved.

When the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple attacked him, Ye Feng was able to judge the man's strength.

He was only at the peak of the Divine Travel Realm!

Since we are all at the peak of the Divine Ascension Realm, there's nothing to worry about!

The night wind, like an arrow released from a bow, shot swiftly into the forest. Just as it was about to hit the ground, it suddenly changed direction, and its speed abruptly dropped to zero.

So the night wind landed steadily on the ground, without even leaving a trace.

"Weren't you a fast runner? Why did you stop running?"

The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple caught up with them, sneering repeatedly.

"What should I call you?" Ye Feng asked.

"Does that matter?" the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple retorted.

Night Wind said seriously, "I want to know who died by my hand."

"What arrogance!"