Ten days later,
Boom!
Ten-thousand-foot mountain ranges rose and fell in endless succession.
A massive flying ship glowed with a faint white aura of luck. In one burst, it tore through the layers upon layers of deep, heavy clouds overhead, leaping out from the sea of clouds and descending onto a towering Divine Mountain that pierced straight into the heavens.
"Hahaha, when friends come from afar, is that not a joy? Welcome, daoist friend Qingxuan!"
A hearty voice resounded through every inch of heaven and earth, carrying a palpable pressure that made space itself seem like a glass wall, surging overwhelmingly toward the flying ship.
At the mountain peak, an old man in a Daoist robe led several people forward. Light flashed in his eyes as he awaited Zhang Qingyuan's arrival.
"Hmm?"
Sensing the old Daoist's eager, provocative intent, Zhang Qingyuan raised a brow.
"This visit was presumptuous. I hope everyone will forgive me."
His calm voice rippled through the void, causing even the vacuum at this moment to shimmer with faint waves. At the same time, an invisible, intangible force silently spread forth, and the rolling pressure carried in the old Daoist's voice immediately melted away like ice and snow beneath scorching sunlight!
At the ship's prow,
Ning Qing, the young girl acting as their guide, saw the familiar mountain peaks and relaxed completely. She did not notice the invisible clash unfolding beside her at all.
"Huh?!"
A look of surprise appeared on the leading old Daoist's face.
On that day, even from hundreds of millions of miles away, he could sense the aura of this man's heaven-destroying might. He had known then that this Myriad Transformations Realm cultivator was no ordinary figure—perhaps even a Heavenly Grade Myriad Transformations cultivator!
That was precisely why he had personally come out