Rumble~
The turbulence in the void was violently chaotic, every strand carrying a terrifying sharpness enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yet when Lu Bai faced the surging turbulence, he showed no intention of dodging. He let it lash against him, but emerged completely unharmed.
In fact, by the time Lu Bai had used an immense amount of mana to forcibly break through Myriad Insect Valley's mountain-protecting formation, the watching cultivators had already been left utterly baffled.
Then the void split open, the Grand Elder of Golden Scale Holy Land intervened, and Lu Bai forcibly halted the void as it naturally healed, then made it expand again...
One thing after another made the cultivators in the city wonder if they had somehow ended up in a world of myths.
Even Nascent Soul cultivators had never witnessed such scenes. Every cultivator was terrified.
By comparison, the many ordinary people in Myriad Insect City seemed much calmer.
After all, ordinary people were powerless against cultivators. Whether they were strong or not made little difference to them.
"Who exactly are you?"
The Grand Elder of Golden Scale Holy Land gazed at Lu Bai from across a layer of void.
He could leave if he wanted to. It wasn't that he couldn't.
Unfortunately, he still had a Grand Elder of Myriad Insect Valley in his grasp. Crossing the void amid such violent turbulence would certainly kill the man.
He was a dignified Grand Elder of a Holy Land who had specifically come to rescue someone, and he had even made a threat before leaving.
If he failed to save the man in the end, it would be a serious blow to his reputation.
But the Grand Elder didn't act rashly. He merely scrutinized Lu Bai with a cold expression.
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