Sharp shouts filled with shock and vigilance echoed continuously through the caravan, yet received no response.
The middle-aged man surnamed Liu gripped his sword, his gaze sweeping the surroundings with shock and caution. Yet no matter how he searched, he could not find the person who had struck just now.
Somewhere beyond his sight, Lin Yu stood in white robes with his hands behind his back, his body enveloped by a barrier that distorted the light. Looking at the terrified caravan before him, he could not help but sigh.
He should have thought of it earlier. In the original story, Han Li's birth family had basically all lived out their natural lifespans.
Even without his intervention, they would likely have made it safely through this crisis...
With that thought, he waved his hand and removed the light-distorting barrier around him.
Thus, before everyone's eyes, a handsome youth in white robes appeared silently beside the carriage shaft, as though he had materialized from thin air.
He possessed an otherworldly air, as if untouched by mortal dust. He turned a blind eye to the bloodshed covering the ground, his dark eyes meeting Escort Leader Liu's calmly, as deep and still as a starry night.
At this sight, Escort Leader Liu's face changed drastically, as though his heart had skipped a beat.
The reason was simple. Before leaving the sect back then, he had taken part in the life-and-death blood battle between the Seven Mysteries Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang. He had also witnessed the spell battle between Han Li and Venerable Golden Light.
Because of that, he knew far more about those legendary cultivators than ordinary mortals did.
Lin Yu's sudden appearance, as though he had stepped out of the air itself, reminded him of that time. Moreover, judging from the