Chapter 6129

While Jared cultivated in Sky Dragon Valley and planned countermeasures with Roland, a very different struggle was unfolding elsewhere.

Beyond Cloudhaven City, across the endless expanse of the Wastelands, a single battered figure raced across the barren ground at full speed, fighting for her life.

That fleeing figure was Vivian.

For three days and three nights, she had gone without sleep, running as if darkness itself were snapping at her heels.

Whenever her eyelids began to droop, she bit her tongue hard enough to draw blood, using the sharp burst of pain to keep herself awake.

When her legs weakened and threatened to give out, she forced the last strands of spiritual energy through her meridians just to keep moving.

Blood seeped from half-healed wounds that had already begun to inflame. She tore strips from her own sleeves and wrapped them tightly around the gashes—never slowing down.