What does it feel like when you encounter a runaway, panicked horse charging straight at you on the road, freezing your limbs with terror, only to realize the horse is actually running down a different path?
The changes at the source of the Boundary River were actually still ongoing, yet from the perspective of all involved, things had abruptly veered off course right here.
The one who had suddenly joined them maintained a posture of supporting his cheek with one hand, facing everyone's varied gazes without change. He seemed very accustomed to this, just as the master of the Sunken Sword Cave had demonstrated in the past. From Yu Ci's angle, he couldn't really see the subtle changes in that person's expression, but perhaps it was psychological; he felt that compared to the fake, the genuine article possessed a true aura of boldness with the exact same posture. Yet very soon, he heard a sigh:
"Shadow Ghost or Great Brahma, no matter who it is, they've waited far too long!"
"Shadow Ghost? Great Brahma?" On the other side, a certain cultivator was shaken out of his wits, his brain finally starting to spin. "What kind of sacred figures are these?"
This person was the last surviving Void Stepping cultivator in this realm. Judging solely by his level of cultivation, he was currently second only to the two locked in a standoff. Yet right now his mind was completely filled with confusion. He only recognized Wen Shifei here, while that old Daoist and the young man seemed to belong to the Li Chen Sect. As for those other people, not a single one was famous in the cultivation world, yet they were each fiercer than the last. What, what was going on here?
Right at that moment, the formidable figure who