The clouds hung low, hiding the moon behind them.
Only a hazy halo shone through along their edges.
Chen Yan stepped into the plain little courtyard once more. Yin Changhe, dressed in a dark gray Daoist robe, stood beneath the tree in the courtyard, his face betraying no expression as he watched Chen Yan enter.
Wei Yi, who had brought Chen Yan here, merely hurried to Yin Changhe's side and stopped.
Chen Yan walked to the very center of the courtyard and stood still.
He cradled the gray longsword in his arms, looking quite relaxed.
Then he raised his head and turned his gaze toward the sky.
"Where are you?"
Chen Yan called out.
Immediately afterward, he saw the clouds in the sky begin to shift rapidly. The moon emerged in the night sky, spilling its pure white light over the ground.
"You've come again."
An ethereal voice drifted down from the sky.
"When some big shot who can slap me dead with one palm tells me to come, can I refuse?"
Holding his longsword, Chen Yan said with a smile:
"Especially when he's already slapped me dead once."
The ethereal voice in the sky paused briefly before continuing:
"I am Shan Chong, Daoist title Cangming. The world calls me True Lord Cangming, and I am a Guest Elder of the Great Void Sect."
The Great Void Sect.
Chen Yan had heard the name of this immortal cultivation sect years ago. It was supposedly one of the foremost sects in the Yellow Heaven Region.
It had stood in the Yellow Heaven Region for nearly ten million years and had produced three True Purity Realm cultivators.
However, those three True Purity Realm cultivators had all departed one after another over those ten million years. Two were said to have perished at