658 Caravan Attacked (2/2)

He did not think about how he would fare against One Emperor with a fourth-echelon Heaven Crystal for now, but when he faced Myth Realm elites, he would not be completely helpless.

At that time, perhaps the intelligent beast Fire Qilin in Sky Demon Secret Cave would run away when it saw him!

Just as Happy's thoughts ran wild, an incredibly faint sound reached his ears from a distance. It was as if a small twig had fallen into the snow, and the sound was so weak that it was difficult for anyone to notice.

Happy frowned. He subconsciously straightened his body while sitting in the carriage. He calmly unfurled his body, which he had pretended to curl up previously, and entered a guarded state!

They were still a distance away from Heaven Shaker Fortress. Even though they were within the mighty northern clan's sphere of influence, there was still a possibility that they would run into bandits.

There was a lot of noise suddenly.

The sounds of robes fluttering and the faint crunch of snow did not catch any of the caravan NPCs' attention, but Happy could hear it clearly, since he had powerful spiritual senses.

He frowned.

'This quest is indeed not an easy one.' Happy groaned in his heart.

It was a quest related to a top-grade divine weapon, so every small segment would contain countless dangers and difficulties. The caravan had attracted no fewer than three Inaction Realm martial artists and more than twenty Moksha Realm elites.

'They're either from Sword Sect or the Nangong Clan!'

”Who is it?!”

The caravan came to a swift halt!

The people in the caravan also seemed to have some degree of skill. When their enemies were 164 feet away from them, they finally noticed that the area around them was no longer calm and shouted in anger.

”This is the caravan of the mighty northern clan. My brothers on the road, do pay attention and see that we are not your enemies.”

The mighty northern clansmen had clearly noticed that the people who approached the caravan had extraordinary skill. The speaker's tone became grave, and he stated his identity before they could approach them. At the same time, he was also giving a reminder to his own people.

Right when he finished speaking, cold wind blew. The three Inaction Realm martial artists landed lightly in front of the caravan and blocked it in the shape of a triangle. Their white and noble-looking clothes, longswords that were as clear as autumn water, and their young as well as arrogant faces showed their statuses very clearly!

They were people from Sword Sect!

”Haha!”

The young man in the lead walked toward the caravan and said, ”Don't be afraid. We're from Sword Sect, our friends from the mighty northern clan. We came here in the hopes that we can ride with you and become guests in your clan.”

There was only one Moksha Realm martial artist in the caravan. The others were all in Life and Death Realm. There was also only one abandoned Sword Sect disciple who could not show his strength, and Happy instantly found himself in a troublesome situation.

When he saw that the mighty northern clansmen were in danger, Happy found it hard to say anything about the situation. He continued to sit in the carriage while ”shivering” and watching the events unfold.

”It's the people from Sword Sect. I can't attack. Don't do anything rash either. We'll watch the situation. If they decide to kill us to keep us quiet, we'll run,” Torn Army said from one of the carriages ahead in a way that only Happy could hear.

He relaxed after hearing that.