As the airship landed, it came to a stop beside a stream. Several people stepped out of the airship. Feng Jiu swept her sleeves, and the airship vanished. At the same time, the pursuers arrived and surrounded them.
"Big Brother, there are only a few of them. It looks like we've struck gold today!" A cultivator said, glancing at the group before fixing his gaze on Feng Jiu, who was dressed in red. His eyes sparkled with admiration.
"Big Brother, there's a stunningly beautiful woman here!"
At that moment, a man in his thirties stepped out of a flying beast, holding a triangular blade in his hand. He wore a black robe, with a black cross mark on his left cheek. His gaze was cold and ruthless, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
As his cold, snake-like gaze swept over the group, it lingered on Feng Jiu, and a flash of admiration flickered in his eyes. His cold gaze fixed on her like that of a predator locking onto its prey.
