As the Thunder Falcon let out a long, resonant cry over the Sect Master's Pavilion on Mysterious Heaven Peak, two Iron Dragon Sect disciples who had been sighing miserably moments ago stared dumbfounded as the sect's divine beast, the magnificent Thunder Falcon, descended into a courtyard before them. Zhang Tie, soaked to the skin, jumped down from its back with a woman in his arms. The two disciples did not even react at first.
"S-Sect Master..." the two Iron Dragon Sect disciples stammered. One of them even rubbed his eyes in disbelief, wondering if his vision had deceived him.
Over the past few days, Zhang Tie's disappearance had cast a pall over the entire Iron Dragon Sect, while every sort of rumor flew about. Some said Zhang Tie had already been killed; others said he had fallen into the Devil Race's hands. In any case, there were all kinds of stories, leaving everyone in the Iron Dragon Sect, from the elders down to the disciples, deeply uneasy.
When Zhang Tie had been around, no one had noticed it. It had seemed as if he handled nothing in the sect, as if it made no difference whether their Sect Master was there or not. Yet once Zhang Tie was gone, everyone suddenly realized over these past few days that Zhang Tie was the pillar holding up the sky for the Iron Dragon Sect. Without Zhang Tie, the Iron Dragon Sect would no longer be the Iron Dragon Sect.
"Go notify all the elders who are currently still in the Iron Dragon Sect. Tell them I'm back, and that I'll be going to the sect's main hall shortly," Zhang Tie ordered calmly.
At Zhang Tie's command, the two duty disciples jolted as if struck by lightning, abruptly coming to their senses. They