This sudden turn of events astonished countless Primordial Wilderness beings who had been watching.
"What?"
"Who made a move?"
"Could it be Venerable Yuanshi?"
"Doesn't look like it! If Venerable Yuanshi had acted, why would he address Chi You as a fellow Daoist?"
"Then who could it be?"
"..."
At the same time, deep in that ravine, Chi You's expression darkened.
He had sensed a presence suddenly arrive, its aura no weaker than his own.
Guangchengzi and the others were overjoyed.
When they had just seen Chi You's third strike about to fall, they had all been overcome with despair.
At that moment, a phantom image of a green lamp appeared out of thin air in the void.
Its flame was no larger than a bean, dim and warm, yet it shone upon the blood fiend qi filling the sky, melting it away like snow.
Beyond that, wherever its light fell, the shattered space was smoothed over, and the roiling fiendish qi settled.
The wounds on Guangchengzi and the other Chan Teachings disciples began to heal slowly beneath the lamp's light.
Then, a figure slowly emerged from that light.
The newcomer wore a gray-white Daoist robe. His face was lean and refined, and three long strands of beard fell to his chest. In his hand, he held an ancient bronze lamp, its flame shining with that bean-sized green light.
Most striking of all were his eyes.
Deep as an ancient well, they seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of countless ages and the rise and fall of the mortal world.
The one who had suddenly appeared was none other than Old Ancestor Randeng.
The many mighty beings sensed him and were all astonished.
"It's actually Randeng!"
"I'd almost forgotten about him."
"Aside from Venerable Yuanshi, he's probably the only