Rendezvous, Cling to the White-Clad Spear King's Thigh

At the same time, the other cultivators inside and outside the canyon erupted the moment they saw Bai Wuya arrive.

"Ah?"

"That is... the White-Clad Spear King, Bai Wuya!"

"My heavens!"

"I never expected him to come too."

"Damn it! His cultivation has already reached the Half-Step Heavenly Monarch realm, yet he still came to snatch opportunities from us?"

"Keep your voice down. If Bai Wuya hears you, be careful not to lose even your qualifications to enter."

"Could the rumors be true? Is this Land of the Fallen Heavenly Monarch truly the resting place of a senior sword immortal from the Shu Mountain Sacred Land?"

"..."

The many cultivators discussed it heatedly.

Besides that, upon seeing Bai Wuya's arrival, the several True Lord-level figures all grew grave.

If he had been a True Lord of the same level, they would not have cared. All of them had confidence in their own cultivation.

But Bai Wuya was a Half-Step Heavenly Monarch.

Now that he too intended to enter the Land of the Fallen Heavenly Monarch, the balance of power would naturally be shattered.

While everyone was still shocked by Bai Wuya's arrival, Rujie turned excitedly to Chen Changqing.

"Brother Changqing, let's hurry over!"

As he spoke, Rujie prepared to set off.

Seeing this, Chen Changqing reacted swiftly and grabbed Rujie, asking in confusion,

"Monk."

"Go where?"

Rujie froze for a moment before answering,

"Of course, to rendezvous with your Uncle Bai!"

"With him protecting us, once we enter the Land of the Fallen Heavenly Monarch, who would dare touch us?"

After hearing Rujie, Chen Changqing shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Forget it."

"Uncle Bai must have his own business here at a time like this."

"If we go looking for him, wouldn't we just be causing him trouble?"