The southern end of Great Xia.
Heaven Cry Mountain.
Xia Xuanyan walked in front, while the Old Woman, decrepit and dragon-belled with age, followed behind him.
"Heaven Cry Mountain has changed greatly now!" Xia Xuanyan suddenly said.
The Old Woman nodded. "Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy is recovering. Years ago, the old cult master also moved out a spiritual vein, supplemented by a great array's sealing. The present Heaven Cry Mountain already has seventy percent of the spiritual energy concentration of Blessed Grotto-heavens."
"How is Heaven Cry Cult Master's health?" Xia Xuanyan asked.
"Many thanks for the Xia Family Head's concern. The old cult master's condition is better than in previous years!" the Old Woman said.
"Does he know I am coming?" Xia Xuanyan asked again.
"He knows!" The Old Woman nodded.
Then she stopped and looked overhead.
Xia Xuanyan also stopped, his gaze faintly narrowing as he looked overhead.
A streak of purple light fell from above like a meteor, like a flying star from beyond the heavens.
"He is here!" Xia Xuanyan said.
It was only an instant.
The purple meteor fell, yet it did not stir the slightest commotion or ripple. In the shift between motion and stillness, it seemed to defy the laws of physics.
A figure also appeared before Xia Xuanyan.
The newcomer wore a purple long skirt, revealing most of her skin.
Her face looked to be about fifty, piled with wrinkles.
Yet the skin exposed on her body was delicate like that of a sixteen-year-old girl, an extremely jarring contrast.
Looking at the figure before him, Xia Xuanyan understood in his heart that this Heaven Cry Cult Master, like him, had also descended as an Incarnation.
After the Martial Saint had made a move last time in the Eastern Sea, they had completely