Outside Lanruo Temple, the trees stood amid scorched earth. The night wind stirred gently, bringing a chill and a touch of gloom.
Meng Qi stood beside the urn of ashes with his hands behind his back. He had reined in his aura, made his eyes seem ordinary, and concealed the brilliant Star Lines and ineffable, lofty feeling about him. He now looked like nothing more than an ordinary wandering martial artist.
But after Yan Chixia and Foolish Monk had returned in turn and confirmed Meng Qi's words from personal experience, the people present looked at the Azure Heaven Sect Master in an entirely different light.
He really could sense time flowing backward, and send people through the barrier between worlds to another realm. He might not be a god or devil, but he was their equal!
Such methods, such ability, were proof enough of his martial cultivation. With Heaven dead and Yellow Heaven standing, the world had gained another Great Grandmaster—perhaps one who surpassed the rest!
Even without deliberately displaying his aura at that moment, he made them feel as if they were facing a god or devil. He seemed to have Returned to Simplicity, beyond their ability to fathom.
"Amitabha Buddha. This matter is of great importance. Once I have sealed this rift to the Nine Abysses, I invite you to accompany me to the Celestial Master Mansion, benefactor." Foolish Monk opened his eyes, clear as polished glass.
If the Empress allied herself with Black Mountain Old Demon, only by persuading the Celestial Master to join the two of them would they have a decent chance of victory.
Foolish Monk could tell that the Azure Heaven Sect Master, Meng Qi, was not stronger than he was. It was just that the realm of "Yellow Heaven Stands" was quite mysterious: