Their faces all bore the lingering dread of having survived a disaster, along with profound shock.
At the sight of the densely packed ranks from the Nine Nether Hall, the Azure Mist Sect's martial artists had already fallen into despair. Some had even begun straightening their clothes and grooming themselves...
Yet even a calamity of that magnitude had seemed utterly feeble before that godlike figure in purple robes.
In no more than a few breaths, those two towering, awe-inspiring Dharma Forms had engraved themselves into everyone's hearts, intimidating every faction watching from the shadows!
To put it bluntly.
Even if Sect Master Ji Qingtang dropped dead on the spot right now, the factions of the eastern region would not dare offend the Azure Mist Sect for a very long time!
Lu Yuan.
That name now carried such weight!
The so-called Golden Kill Order in the Northern Netherworld Chronicle was nothing but a light drizzle. At the very least, everyone in the Azure Mist Sect was now willing to advance and retreat alongside him through this storm. The contrast between before and after was enough to leave anyone dumbfounded.
"The sect master... is speaking with Master Lu Yuan!"
Up in the pavilion, the Extreme Realm elders were all overcome with excitement, their gazes fixed on the two people talking before the main hall.
They completely ignored Elder Qingyuan, who was lying on the ground and writing furiously.
After today, the Azure Mist Sect will reach heights it has never known before!
In an instant, that thought sprang up in the minds of elder after elder.
They were certainly experienced martial artists within the Northern Netherworld Domain, yet at this moment, they could not suppress the excitement surging through their hearts like raging waves.
That man was a Heavenly Realm Martial Expert!