Yun Tian Sect was unusually quiet.
Although rumors concerning Yun Tian Sect were swirling wildly in the outside world, no ripples stirred within the sect itself.
It was as if the wind and rain outside had nothing to do with Yun Tian Sect.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two figures descended from the heavens, appearing without warning in the sky above Yun Tian Sect.
These two were one black and one white, completely contrasting.
One of them was precisely Pavilion Master Xue Zhen of Ten Directions Pavilion, while the other middle-aged man was tall and sturdy, straight as a pine, with a square face and a body as pitch-black as ink, resembling a thick, black withered log.
This person was none other than the master of Ghost God Ridge, Hei Kui.
As soon as the two arrived at Yun Tian Sect, their powerful auras, like a roaring tide and crashing waves, were so vast and majestic that they caused the mountain ranges of Yun Tian Sect to tremble, the wind and clouds in the sky to shift, and fierce gales to sweep the nine heavens.
This huge commotion immediately caused everyone in Yun Tian Sect to be struck with terror.
"It's the Ten Directions Pavilion Master and the Ghost God Ridge Master!"
"Gosh, why have these two come?"
"It's over, are they going to make a move against our Yun Tian Sect!"
Within Yun Tian Sect, countless people were terrified, their hearts filled with dread.
The Wu people's fear of the Jing people was already born from within their hearts, ingrained deep in their marrow.
Let alone the Ten Directions Pavilion Master and the Ghost God Ridge Master, even if a Jing person of the Fortune Realm came, many would feel subconscious terror and dare not look them in the eye.
This servility