The white figure in the sky had not summoned a Dou Qi wing, yet his speed as he stepped through the void was not the least bit slow. Each time his foot fell, rings of ripples spread through the empty air. When the ripples vanished, he had already appeared a hundred meters away, an exceedingly mysterious sight.
After several such steps, the figure flashed onto the top of a stone monument at the center of the square in mere moments.
The white figure wore an extremely plain white robe. As the breeze blew, his robe fluttered, giving him an ethereal, unworldly air. He did not appear very old, and his face bore none of the wrinkles expected of an elder. Instead, it resembled a piece of warm jade emitting a faint glow.
If not for his snow-white hair, it would have been difficult to believe that he was a powerhouse from the same generation as the Ice Emperor, Hai Bodong.
"This aura... it seems the Old Sect Master has broken through to the Dou Zong realm some time ago. With him stepping in, our chances of rescuing Yun Yun have increased greatly!"
As he watched Yun Shan in the sky, Gu He secretly nodded.
"Yun Leng, explain yourself. You know what I said: unless it is an extremely important matter, do not disturb my secluded cultivation."
Yun Shan turned his gaze toward Yun Leng below and spoke calmly.
"Old Sect Master, you've finally emerged! A great calamity has befallen the sect!"
Yun Shan's gaze swept over him, and Yun Leng's ankles immediately went weak. His knees buckled involuntarily as he knelt, his aged face filled with agitation.
"A calamity? Where is Yun Yun? Why is she not here?"
Hearing this, Yun Shan frowned and asked.
"The Sect Master... she was