The frigid wind lashed against his body like knife blades, and the dark gray sky seemed close enough to touch.
Scattered snowflakes danced through the air, finally melting into the land that had long since turned white.
Chu Yang stared at the figures ahead.
They were all clad in loose black robes, and seemed to carry items capable of blocking perception. He could only vaguely sense faintly distorted, bizarre auras.
Invisible energy swept out from the surroundings, shutting out all wind and snow, while clashing continuously at the point where it was released.
"Have you all suddenly appeared because you have some business with me?" Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, his expression somewhat grave.
After leaving the City of Chaos, he had simply picked a direction and traveled onward, without crossing paths with anyone at all.
Several days had now passed since his departure. He was located in the Southern Region wastelands, where spiritual energy was scarce and many forces could not be bothered to spare the place a glance.
These Black Robed Figures clearly looked as though they had been waiting here for quite some time. Even as a high-level Venerable, Chu Yang could not help sensing a hint of danger.
Chu Yang's question received no answer. What responded to him was a streak of black Blaze, leaving conspicuous twisted marks in space wherever it passed.
Chu Yang sidestepped it, and the Blaze plunged into the mountain range behind him.
After several seconds of silence, an ear-splitting roar erupted. Terrifying energy tore the mountain range cleanly in half, and even the ground shook violently.
Chu Yang immediately frowned. They had attacked without even saying a word? Did both sides have some life-and-death vendetta?
Thinking carefully, he seemed to have no life-and-death enemies on Tianlan Continent. He had quite a