Beneath the black veil, a malicious glint flitted across the middle-aged woman’s face as she berated, “You malevolent woman, you are truly wicked.”


  Qiao Mu was not in the mood to waste her breath on her. This middle-aged woman was very formidable, practically without any emotional fluctuations when fighting.

  This kind of person was much harder to deal with compared to those who showed their emotions on their face.

  This middle-aged woman could be considered to be an accomplished personage, but unfortunately, she was fated to accompany Fan Qiuhe in his burial today!

  Qiao Mu’s eyes squinted dangerously. All of a sudden, she took out the heart of the forest secret realm whose contents the sapling had finished extracting.

  Besides that glacial pond in this forest secret realm, there was only Senior Xuanji’s cottage that needed moving. The other miscellaneous dirt and stones were not of much use.

  Therefore, other than the teeming mystic energy inside this secret realm heart, there was basically nothing else at all.

  Qiao Mu lifted her eyes and looked at the middle-aged woman. Instead of retreating, she advanced toward them with a fierce leap.

  Beneath the black veil, the woman’s eyes flickered as her brows involuntarily creased.

  An ominous premonition of danger suddenly surfaced in her heart.

  “He’er!” The middle-aged woman grabbed Fan Qiuhe’s arm as she eyed Qiao Mu. The latter abruptly hurled a round object at them, and it exploded instantly.

  Qiao Mu’s body floated into mid-air.

  In contrast, the light from the mystic energy explosion instantly blinded the middle-aged woman’s eyes.

  The mystic light covering the sky illuminated the two people at the center of the explosion.

  “Ah!!” The middle-aged woman screeched tragically.

  Before the violent mystic energy shocks could slice her and Fan Qiuhe apart, she flung out a jade talisman matrix composed of 24 jade talismans.

  In that instant, the two people’s figures rapidly withdrew from the center of the mystic energy explosion.

  Qiao Mu, who was looking down frigidly at the tumbling stones and the fracturing dirt layers while suspended in the air, curved her mouth into a cold smile.

  This woman actually had a transfer talisman matrix composed of 24 jade talismans on her.

  This kind of transfer talisman matrix was very difficult to produce. Moreover, they were made up of jade talismans, which was not even available on the market.

  Therefore, she could absolutely confirm that this woman had something to do with the Mu Clan of the Divine Province!

  Qiao Mu’s expression promptly turned frosty, but her eyes were burning boundlessly with hatred.

  Her fists clenched tightly.

  Something fell to the ground, and Qiao Mu caught a glimpse of a dismembered leg.

  This was a man’s leg that had been sliced apart, starting from above the knee to the foot, which was still wearing its black boot.

  Fan Qiuhe had lost a leg.

  To Qiao Mu, however, this was truly too small of a price to pay.

  Qiao Mu’s frosty face was grim.