Over on Yang Zhengshan's side, he was refining the Great Void Twelve Golden Crystal Lotus, while everyone from Hidden Sword Mountain was waiting for Jian Changhe to emerge from seclusion.
Below the devastated mountaintop, over a hundred cultivators and Martial Artists had gathered together, every one of them beaming with joy.
Of course, their faces were all happy; as for what they were thinking in their hearts, only they themselves knew.
Jian Guyun, Jian Canghai, Jian Suxin, and the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators of Hidden Sword Mountain were naturally filled with delight. Jian Changhe had successfully formed his core, and Hidden Sword Mountain was about to regain its former glory. This was the dream generations of Hidden Sword Mountain cultivators had yearned for day and night, and now it had finally come true.
As for Lin Daoyuan, Yue E, and the others, their feelings were complicated. With Jian Changhe's Core Formation, the persistence they had once held to had completely lost its meaning, and on top of that, they still did not know how to face True Monarch Changhe, who was about to appear.
As for the people from the other forces, each had different thoughts, each playing their own little abacus.
They were relatively far from Hidden Sword Mountain, and they did not have much of a relationship with Hidden Sword Mountain either. This Time, they had been drawn over entirely by the core-formation lightning tribulation. Since they had come, naturally they could not just leave like this.
Moreover, now that Hidden Sword Mountain had a Golden Core cultivator, perhaps there would be major moves to follow. They also wanted to see whether Hidden Sword Mountain would expand next.
"Master, no one from the Yang Family has come!"
A young Foundation Establishment Cultivator came to Jian Guyun's side and