Upon hearing Sanaa’s words, Harleen and the others gasped in shock. They had witnessed just two days ago how Sanaa had obliterated a half-step Returning Source Realm expert with a single move. If that wasn’t even thirty percent of her full strength, how powerful was she at her peak? And who could have injured her?
“Miss Sanaa, are there really such strong people in the seventh-tier star domain?” Ivy asked.
“The opponent wasn’t from the seventh-tier star domain,” Sanaa replied, but then she paused, frowning slightly.
“Miss Sanaa, what’s wrong?” Harleen asked.
“Someone’s coming!” Sanaa stood up. “Let’s go see.”
She took to the air, followed closely by Harleen, the other three, and Rose. They soon arrived at the entrance of The Wilderness.
At that moment, a terrifying aura swept through the void, causing Harleen and the others to shiver involuntarily despite their current cultivation levels. Soon, they saw a group of people flying toward them.
Leading the group was a man in a white robe, with handsome features and a well-proportioned body. He held a folding fan and wore a faint smile. Behind him were eight young women, all dressed in white, with long swords at their waists. They were beautiful, tall, and exuded an extraordinary aura.
“If I’m not mistaken, you must be the legendary Miss Sanaa?” The man in white examined Sanaa as he spoke, his eyes briefly flashing with admiration as they swept over Harleen and the others.
“People from Whitecloud Manor?” Sanaa asked calmly.
“I’m honored that Miss Sanaa has heard of Whitecloud Manor,” the man replied. “You must be their young master, The Cloudwalker?”
“Greetings, Miss Sanaa!” The man folded his fan and bowed.
“Are you here for the Nine Dragons Cauldron?” Sanaa asked.
“To be honest, I am curious about the top-ranked Sacred Object, the Nine Dragons Cauldron,” The Cloudwalker replied with a faint smile. “Additionally, I’ve heard that Mr. Billy is an exceptionally talented genius and wanted to meet him.”
“Go back,” Sanaa interrupted. “He will visit the seventh-tier star domain soon. You can find him then.”
“That’s possible,” The Cloudwalker said. “But I’m concerned whether he’ll survive to make it there.”
“Don’t worry. Even if you die, Billy will be fine,” Ivy retorted.
“How dare you!” one of the white-robed women behind The Cloudwalker shouted. “Speak again and you’ll die!”
“Try it!” Harleen responded coldly.
“Foolish!” Another white-robed woman stepped forward, drawing her sword and unleashing a sword force toward Harleen.
“Get lost!” Harleen shouted, flipping her wrist to send out a sword light that collided with the woman’s attack.
The two forces clashed, and the white-robed woman was sent flying, spitting blood. She was only at the first-rank Prime Source Realm, and Harleen could have easily killed her with one strike but chose to show mercy.
“Hmm?” The Cloudwalker and his group were momentarily stunned by Harleen’s skill.
“You seek death!” The first white-robed woman prepared to attack again.
“Stop!” The Cloudwalker ordered. He turned to Harleen. “May I know your name?”
“We’re not acquainted,” Harleen replied indifferently.
“Heh, quite spirited!” The Cloudwalker turned back to Sanaa. “Miss Sanaa, if I insist on entering The Wilderness, will you stop me?”
“As long as I’m here, no one from the seventh-tier star domain may enter The Wilderness,” Sanaa replied. “Unless you can kill me.”
“I’m curious why you’re doing this,” The Cloudwalker said. “Are you stopping us from finding that boy? Why?”
“Because I want to,” Sanaa answered.
“Heh…” The Cloudwalker laughed coldly. “How about this? I’ve heard of Miss Sanaa’s prowess. Let’s take this opportunity to spar. If I lose, I’ll return to the seventh-tier star domain. If I win, please let us pass.”
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you by mistake?” Sanaa asked.
“Heh, it would be an honor to be killed by you,” The Cloudwalker replied.
“Make your move,” Sanaa said calmly. “If you can withstand one strike from me, you win.”
“Such arrogance!” The white-robed women sneered, knowing their young master’s strength as a first-rank Returning Source Realm expert.
“Alright!” The Cloudwalker bowed. “Forgive my offense!”
As they spoke, Harleen and the others retreated several kilometers away.
The next moment, a terrifying aura erupted from The Cloudwalker, revealing his Returning Source Realm cultivation. He flicked his wrist, and his folding fan expanded to a hundred meters wide, creating a massive vortex filled with lightning and chaos.
Dozens of slender swords shot out from the fan, tearing through the void and heading straight for Sanaa. The Cloudwalker had heard of Sanaa’s strength and used his trump card immediately.
Though he was a first-rank Returning Source Realm expert, his fan was extraordinary and could kill even third-rank experts.
He believed one strike would end the fight.
“Return to Whitecloud Manor,” Sanaa’s voice rang out as she stepped forward and struck with her palm.
A massive fist shadow covered the sky, shattering the fan instantly before slamming into The Cloudwalker’s chest. He spat blood and was sent flying thousands of meters away, barely stopping himself as he turned pale and weak.
In one move, he was severely injured and his combat power reduced to less than forty percent. Meanwhile, the slender swords shattered against Sanaa’s defensive aura and vanished.
The void returned to calm as if nothing had happened.