Anyone who heard the ten tolls of the bell from the forbidden ground knew that someone who had been in seclusion for ten years had emerged.
How many decades did a person have in a lifetime? Ten years of barren solitude was not something just anyone could endure. Other than the founding Patriarch, there had only been one person who entered seclusion for ten years—the rising star of his generation who had been humiliated at Niu Youdao's hands!
Curious and astonished, any Skyfire Cult disciple with time to spare hurried over upon hearing the bells. Calling it a spectacle would not have been wrong.
It was not only ordinary Skyfire Cult disciples who had been stirred; the higher-ups of the Skyfire Cult came rushing over as well.
Amid the fluttering fire-lit figures, Yuwen Yan descended and revealed herself. The Sect Master had come in person.
Kun Linshu's master, Pang Zhuo, had come as well. He was joyfully exchanging words with his disciple when he suddenly saw the senior members arriving. In particular, upon seeing Yuwen Yan appear, he hastily urged his disciple, "Why aren't you paying respects to the Sect Master and the Elders?"
He was considered someone of note within the Skyfire Cult, but not a truly important figure—merely a steward disciple.
His own master had once been an Elder of the Skyfire Cult, but had died young for certain reasons. It was already no easy matter for him to retain his status as a steward disciple; some people had, after all, remembered his master's old ties.
Kun Linshu immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and bowed. "Disciple Kun Linshu pays respects to the Sect Master and the Elders."
The senior members all nodded, looking him up and down. This was their first time seeing someone ruthless enough to