Xu Sheng raced through the air.
With nearly every breath, he covered more than a thousand yards.
He had never moved so fast.
The crisis now facing Heavenly River Pass had already pushed him to his limits.
Xu Sheng could hear the turbulent wind behind him, mingled with the panicked cries and clamor of countless cultivators within Heavenly River Pass.
Others did not know, but he understood perfectly.
Heavenly River Pass's true trump card had never been its seven Spirit 통 Realm envoys, much less the hundred thousand cultivators currently defending it.
It was his master, who had always remained hidden in a corner of Heavenly River Pass and had never once taken action.
Even if the Spirit 통 Realm envoys were corrupted by the Outer Dao, and countless Martial Spring Realm Outer Dao Puppets attacked Heavenly River Pass from this day onward.
As long as his master was there, Heavenly River Pass would remain as secure as Mount Tai.
All he had to do next was ensure that he himself was not corrupted by the Outer Dao.
Once he cultivated according to the Cultivation Method and reached the Wanhua Realm, the sixth realm of the Below Immortal Realm.
The crisis would be resolved once again.
Xu Sheng believed this with absolute conviction.
He passed over the chaotic, clamorous crowds below and headed straight for the little courtyard deep within Heavenly River Pass.
Then Xu Sheng stepped into the courtyard.
The bluestone paving was clean and free of dust, the plants utterly still.
It was no different from any day or night over the past thirty years.
The only difference was that Xu Sheng's spiritual sense could no longer detect his master's familiar presence.
"..."
His heart abruptly sank.
An ominous thought took shape in Xu Sheng's mind.
Xu Sheng