The people who spoke up had clearly come from among the Mahayana cultivators, because the Profound Tier cultivators were all standing far off to the sides, nowhere near Saintly Venerable Shiyou's cave abode entrance.
It was not just two people who cried out in alarm, but several.
Their words differed, but their meaning was almost identical to those two loudest voices. Some tried to stop Meng Ao from striking, while others threatened him not to do so.
The thousand-plus cultivators present were stunned. These two men and women, who were clearly exuding Profound Tier auras, had actually drawn the protection of so many Mahayana cultivators. They must have powerful backing—and it had to be towering and unshakable.
The several Mahayana cultivators who had arrived with Meng Ao's expressions shifted slightly. They involuntarily retreated, leaving only Meng Ao facing the two Profound Tier cultivators.
Amid the shouts of several Mahayana cultivators, a chill suddenly rose along Meng Ao's back.
He abruptly came to his senses. How could a Profound Tier cultivator who dared to charge recklessly through the South Mountain Great Formation in front of so many Mahayana cultivators have no background?
But at this point, even if Meng Ao wanted to retreat, he could not bring himself to do so. He could only brace himself and look toward one of the familiar people who had cried out, saying, "Pang fellow cultivator, you know these two?"
As soon as he asked this, the thousand-plus cultivators present followed Meng Ao's gaze and looked toward the cultivator surnamed Pang.
However, before the cultivator surnamed Pang, whom Meng Ao had called out, could speak, Immortal Fairy Qu Wen—who had been standing before Saintly Venerable Shiyou's gate, quietly conversing with Fairy Qingshang, the Profound Ghost Saint Ancestor, and several Pill Dao Masters—suddenly flashed her delicate