Seven Days Later
Seated inside the Sky Track Runner, a subtle tense atmosphere hung in the air.
In a particular carriage, five Half-Step Nascent Powerhouses regarded one another with faces filled with strained anticipation.
"Broken Blade, do you know where we're headed?" the Huang clan ancestor asked in a low voice.
Listening to her question, everyone turned toward him, their eyes filled with curiosity.
"I don't know," Broken Blade replied, shaking his head. "We just have to wait and see."
"Why are you worrying about where we're going?" the Qiu clan First Ancestor snorted. "We're here. Why are you old bones behaving like kids?"
The Huang Ancestor and the Vermilion Fist Ancestor wore wry smiles. How could they not be curious?
They had been dragged along on this impromptu journey with no details.
They only knew this was a chance they should never miss.
