A voice like dragons and tigers exploded in the sky, sweeping across Northern Mountain.
"Who?"
Everyone in Northern Mountain, no matter what they were doing, looked up one after another.
Only when the words fell like thunder did their eyes fill with shock.
"Reckless Saber?"
"Reckless Saber has become a Celestial!?"
Soul Power, almost tangible, rippled outward, dyeing the air in mid-air like boiling water, rolling like the tide in layer upon layer.
Its momentum was so overwhelming it pointed straight to the clouds.
Hou Xibai was in the Northern Mountain Province Town Pacification Office, thinking over how to settle the merits after the beast tide came to an end, waiting for the Deliberation Council to thoroughly decide the hearts of the people and make the greater trend clear.
Who would have thought that thunderous booming would suddenly explode in the sky? He abruptly looked up, his expression wary, sensing a flourishing aura of Soul Power.
"Who is it?"
Before the doubt in his heart could fully spread, he suddenly perceived something, sensing a familiar source within that aura.
Hou Xibai's expression was shaken, his face moved. "Chen Ping'an?"
Lei Xiaotian was seated in command atop the pavilion of the Startling Thunder Pavilion, quietly cultivating as usual. Who would have thought that a terrifying aura would suddenly quake outward, staining the horizon?
"A Second Realm Celestial? Who dares be so utterly unrestrained!"
Just as doubt stirred in his heart, he abruptly perceived it. Through the pavilion window, he gazed into the distance, and above the far horizon, a terrifying aura was faintly spreading.
"Chen Ping'an!?"
Jiang Ruotong had been cultivating with her eyes closed when she sensed a tyrannical aura emanating from the sky. Her eyes snapped open, and she sensed, in the distant sky, that overbearing, sharp, terrifying aura.