Falling Into The Mysterious Valley

Xiao Ming and Mu Yunxi had managed to put some distance between themselves and Guo Shan, but the relentless pursuer was still hot on their trail.

Despite their efforts, they couldn't shake him off completely. Xiao Ming, a mere Spirit Condensation cultivator, was nothing more than an insignificant ant in the eyes of a half-step Mortal General like Guo Shan.

As for Mu Yunxi, though her true strength was formidable, a mysterious seal suppressed her cultivation, leaving her far from her peak.

Her current state was fragile, and her power was but a shadow of what it once was.

"Running won't spare you from death... especially an ant like you, daring to wield a treasured flying immortal sword without even reaching the Dao Soul Realm. Pitiful! Tsk! Tsk!" Guo Shan's voice echoed with a playful menace as he closed the gap between them.