Chapter 671: Fleeing at the Sound of the Wind

The three individuals were: one with a composed demeanor dressed in dark robes, another in luxurious brocade robes with frivolous eyes, and finally, a woman around thirty years old, still possessing a charming grace.

"So it's Senior Brother Xun from Elder Suihun's lineage. What a coincidence!" the woman surnamed Liu immediately exclaimed with a radiant smile upon seeing these three disciples of True Person Suihun.

However, the three dark-robed cultivators across from them coldly scrutinized the women upon hearing this, their expressions somewhat gloomy.

Among them, the woman asked with an unfriendly look:

"A coincidence? Junior Sisters of the Spirit-Controlling Sect, why aren't you properly staying in Yuanwu State, but instead secretly came into Yue State? Do you perhaps look down on our Ghost Spirit Sect so much?"

"Senior Sister Lin, there seems to be a misunderstanding," the woman surnamed Liu chuckled softly as she explained. "Senior Sister Han and I came to Yue State this time by order of our master. Due to the urgency of the matter, which couldn't be delayed, we didn't have time to inform your esteemed sect. Furthermore, we will only stay in Yue State for a few days before leaving. We absolutely have no intention of slighting your sect."

"Regardless of why the two Junior Sisters came to Yue State, I, Xun, do not wish to inquire further into that," the cultivator in dark robes said, staring emotionlessly at the woman surnamed Liu. "I just want to ask one thing now: did the two of you go to the Taiyue Mountain Range a few days ago to retrieve anything?"

"Taiyue Mountain!" Han Yunzhi frowned, asking with a hint of strangeness on her face, "Senior Brother Xun, are you referring to the Taiyue Mountain Range where Huangfeng Valley, one of the Seven Sects of Yue State, used to be located?"

"What, have the two Junior Sisters really been there?" The cultivator surnamed Xun showed no change in expression, but a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the brocade-robed scholar and the woman next to him simultaneously tensed, a hint of hostility appearing on their faces.

Seeing this, Han Yunzhi and the woman surnamed Liu instinctively exchanged glances.

Neither of them was foolish. They could both sense the ill intent in the other party's words.

However, their group had never been to Taiyue Mountain. It was just that they had been continuously using their cultivation technique to remotely detect the location of the Spirit Infant. They knew that the cultivator who had sealed the Spirit Infant seemed to have stayed in the Taiyue Mountain area for half a day.

So, after her eyes subtly shifted, the woman surnamed Liu parted her apricot-shaped lips and tentatively asked:

"Taiyue Mountain, our sisters have not been there. However, about a hundred *li* behind us, there was a cultivator who lingered in Taiyue Mountain, and the time matches what Senior Brother said. Is Senior Brother Xun perhaps looking for this person?"

"A hundred *li* behind you. Junior Sister Liu, you're not just speaking nonsense, are you?" After the brocade-robed scholar brazenly let his eyes wander over the two women's graceful figures for a few moments, he suddenly said with a chuckle. "How do you know that person stayed in Taiyue Mountain? Could it be a cultivator from your esteemed sect?"

"Senior Brother Que, you jest," the woman surnamed Liu said, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes like ripples in autumn. "We are in Yue State. How would we dare so brazenly deceive you Senior Brothers? If you don't believe me, Junior Sister can swear to the heavens. And if Senior Brother goes to ask, you will know the truth! We don't know that person. As for how we know about this, it's a bit complicated to explain. Currently, I still have urgent matters and need to hurry. How about I explain in detail to Senior Brother another day?" Her entire demeanor appeared exceptionally charming and captivating, causing the brocade-robed scholar to stare blankly.

Seeing the woman surnamed Liu's expression, the cultivator in dark robes frowned, feeling somewhat skeptical.

So, after a moment of contemplation, he said with a slightly softened expression:

"If it were an ordinary matter, I, Xun, would naturally believe Junior Sister Liu's words without a doubt. But this time, our Sixth Junior Brother and some of his disciples were killed in the Taiyue Mountain Range, leaving not even a trace of their remains, which has infuriated our master. I've investigated recent high-level cultivators entering Yue State, and it seems only your group's whereabouts are overly suspicious. Since Junior Sister Liu claims that the person behind you once stayed in Taiyue Mountain, why don't you come with us to confront them? I'd like to see who that person is. If they truly are the murderer of our Sixth Junior Brother, I, Xun, will certainly give both of you a heavy reward afterwards." The cultivator in dark robes said this impassively, then stared intently at the Spirit-Controlling Sect group.

"Confrontation?" The woman surnamed Liu was startled, then showed a troubled expression.

"What, are the two Junior Sisters unwilling to even help with this small matter?" the cultivator in dark robes asked seemingly casually. However, the group of Spirit-Controlling Sect cultivators behind him simultaneously semi-surrounded them, strongly implying that if they disagreed, they would immediately resort to force.

As soon as this situation appeared, the woman surnamed Liu's expression subtly changed. Just as she was about to say something more, she suddenly looked back with a startled expression.

Not just this woman, but all the cultivators present felt a powerful and icy divine sense descend from the sky without restraint, instantly enveloping their entire group.

Although no one was seen, the chilling and bone-piercing ill intent was clearly discernible to anyone.

"It's a Nascent Soul cultivator! The person you spoke of is actually an old Nascent Soul monster, trying to trick us into our deaths, aren't they?" The still-charming woman, sensing the terrifying divine sense, couldn't help but shout in shock and anger.

"Enough nonsense. Scatter and escape immediately. Every one who escapes is a gain." Although the cultivator surnamed Xun was equally furious, he knew very well that this was not the time to pursue the matter. After saying this in a deep voice, he immediately transformed into a streak of dark light and was the first to flee.

"That person might not be the murderer of Sixth Junior Brother. Perhaps we don't need to be so afraid," the brocade-robed scholar, though alarmed, said hesitantly.

"Hmph! If Senior Brother wishes to hand over his life to someone else, then please forgive this Junior Sister for not accompanying you!" The woman retorted coldly, without a hint of politeness, transforming into a red light and streaking away in another direction.

The scholar's face was extremely grim. He glared bitterly at the Ghost Spirit Sect members opposite him, then stomped his foot and flew away from the spot.

Seeing this, the other low-level cultivators of the Spirit-Controlling Sect naturally scattered, each fleeing for their lives.

The terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator made it impossible for these cultivators to even think of resisting.

"These guys are useless. Not only did they not help, but they also wasted our escape time for nothing," the woman surnamed Liu raised her delicate eyebrows, muttering angrily.

"No, that's not right! The situation is much better now," Han Yunzhi, however, appeared very calm. "With these people providing a distraction, our chances of escape have greatly increased. Let's each rely on our own fate." With a slap of her slender hand on her spirit beast pouch at her waist, a large, pure white bird materialized in the air.

The woman surnamed Liu and the other Spirit-Controlling Sect cultivators were swift in their actions. They either changed direction and fled directly using their artifacts, or released their flying spirit beasts and escaped by riding them, just like Han Yunzhi.

The only thing they had in common was that all of them fled alone, with no one choosing the same direction as anyone else. They feared that too many people might draw the attention of the malevolent individual behind them.

In the blink of an eye, the area was devoid of people.

According to their calculations, even if the Nascent Soul cultivator's escape speed was incredibly fast, it would be impossible to catch every single person, allowing most of them to escape with their lives.

At this moment, Han Li was already within a hundred *li*.

Just now, with a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered another wave of demonic cultivators, feeling slightly astonished.

But when both groups suddenly scattered and fled, he couldn't help but frown, feeling it was a bit troublesome.

A trace of grimness flickered across his face. Han Li took a deep breath, and with a clap of thunder behind him, silver arcs danced, and two silver-white wings materialized in the air behind him. As he lightly infused the Evil-Dispelling Divine Thunder into his Wind-Thunder Wings, Han Li vanished instantly amidst the electrical arcs, reappearing several *li* away in the next moment.

With this continuous use of the Thunder Escape divine art, Han Li's figure flickered from near to far. After a short while, he appeared at the place where the cultivators had just separated.

Han Li's expression was blank, but with a subtle and imperceptible sweep of his divine sense, he immediately located all the fleeing demonic cultivators.

At this moment, the furthest one had already fled forty to fifty *li* away, while the nearest one had just managed to escape beyond ten *li*.

Han Li let out a cold laugh, immediately locked onto the furthest Core Formation cultivator, and then, with a flash of electricity, vanished from sight.

The one who fled the furthest was not the cultivator surnamed Xun who escaped first, but the woman around thirty years old who still possessed some charm.

This woman was cultivating some strange cultivation technique unknown to others. Although her cultivation was only at the early Core Formation stage, at this moment, she was enveloped in red light, with spiritual flames flickering, appearing like a fiery demon spirit. Her entire being transformed into a huge fireball, moving with astonishing speed.

Outside the fireball, several light bands of varying lengths extended directly from the woman's body, shimmering with green light. Each sweep propelled the woman more than ten *zhang* forward instantly, a speed truly astonishing.

The woman herself was secretly feeling proud.

Her cultivation technique might be inferior to other top-tier techniques in combat, but it was an extremely rare Wind-Fire Escape art in terms of escape techniques. Furthermore, she herself cultivated a wind-attribute magic treasure, the 'Drifting Spirit Sash,' which further enhanced her escape abilities, making her like a tiger with wings.

She believed that her current escape speed was no less than that of an early Nascent Soul cultivator.

Among these fleeing cultivators, if anyone was most likely to escape unharmed, it would naturally be her.

Just as the woman was pondering to herself, she suddenly heard a 'rumbling' sound in her ears. Although the sound wasn't loud and seemed very distant, it still caused the woman to freeze for a moment, and she couldn't help but look back amidst the red light.