"Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha!"
High above Great Snow Mountain, Old Ancestor Taihuang laughed like rolling thunder, his laughter echoing without end. Even the millions upon millions of tons of snow were shaken loose, becoming a raging flood that poured down the mountainside.
The Grand Elder of Kunlun Divine Palace had every reason to be happy.
There was no other reason: Jiang Yan had brought too many surprises.
Old Ancestor Taihuang had originally thought that even if Jiang Yan truly had a powerful force backing him, being able to invite five Jie Realm Great Beings would already be an unexpected blessing.
But what he hadn't expected was that Jiang Yan had brought eight peerless powerhouses.
Now, atop Great Snow Mountain, there were a full thirteen Jie Realm martial artists. If they joined forces, then aside from the Dagan Royal Clan, which still retained some of its old strength, they would be powerful enough to sweep aside any mighty sect.
"Taihuang Mochen, Grand Elder of Kunlun Divine Palace, greets you all, fellow Daoists." He warmly went forward to welcome them.
"Fellow Daoist Taihuang, your divine arts are indeed profound and wondrous. It's only been a few days, yet you've already recovered completely."
Jiang Yan quickly exchanged greetings, then began introducing both sides.
"So this is the Southern Continent recorded in the ancient texts? It truly is a blessed land. The Vital Energy here is richer than in the Three Prefectures, while the Killing Intent is a whole level weaker."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang really didn't deceive us. As long as we can migrate here safely, we'll be able to catch our breath for a while and seek a way to resolve the Black Tide calamity."
As they exchanged pleasantries, the martial artists from the Three Prefectures spread their divine senses, surveying the world around them.