Besides, even if the Third Master of the North Sea Dragon Palace really did attack, Huang Jingshuo and his companions were strong enough that sending a message back before they died would pose little difficulty.
"What's the rush? It's still early. Jingshuo has only been gone a few days."
"Perhaps the Third Master of the Ao Family at the North Sea Dragon Palace was held up by something important and hasn't had time to see Jingshuo yet!"
"Also, address me by my position within the sect. Who gave you permission to call me Third Uncle?"
Although the Hundred-Knowledge Pavilion was essentially a force belonging to the Huang Family, Huang Jinyu disliked giving the sect's elders from other families that impression.
After all, if the sect truly faced danger, he would still need those elders to find ways to buy him time to escape.
If he drove everyone apart, then when danger truly struck, those elders might run even faster than the Huang Family members.
Wouldn't that leave his original plans and objectives in ruins?
Huang Jinyu looked coldly toward the source of the voice, instinctively about to deliver another reprimand.
But as though he had suddenly sensed something, his expression changed abruptly.
Inside the hall, the other senior members of the Hundred-Knowledge Pavilion clearly sensed something amiss at that same moment.
They rose to their feet and turned their gazes toward the distant horizon.
Panic and astonishment suddenly appeared between brows that had been relaxed moments before.
Before the Hundred-Knowledge Pavilion's Mountain Gate, eight-colored light suddenly spilled across the sky, as though a rainbow bridge of spiritual energy had been built out of thin air, spanning the firmament.
This was a sign of cultivators from an Immortal Sect paying a formal visit, presenting their credentials and awaiting someone to receive