Wu Tai stared blankly at the receding figure in white. The fair-skinned hand that had torn open the void that day flashed through her mind.
Only a Supreme Grandmaster could wield such power.
Could it have been him?
If so, everything made sense.
The two women beside him—one in the Dragon Court Realm, the other having survived a heavenly tribulation—treated him with the utmost respect, like attendants.
But his appearance didn't seem to match any of the Supreme Grandmasters in the rumors.
Thoughts raced through Wu Tai's mind. Suddenly, she remembered someone.
The one who survived the Third Nine Heavenly Tribulation five years ago?
The East Sea Dao Venerable.
The man who became a Supreme Grandmaster in just sixty years.
The more she thought about it, the closer she felt she was to the truth.
The East Sea Dao Venerable had come to Yu Province in the Central Lands?
If true, the news would shake the entire province.
She also recalled that he had said he was going to Mount Zhongnan.
An Outer Dao Dao Venerable, heading to Mount Zhongnan and the Tomb of the Living Dead.
Another earth-shaking event!
Wu Tai tried to catch another glimpse of the three of them, but when she looked up, not a trace remained.
They had vanished completely.
She was not disappointed. For a Supreme Grandmaster, such a feat was only natural.
Then she suddenly remembered Yang Chen and the other two.
Her heart tightened.
If that man hadn't known who you were and had thrown his weight around under the Dragon Spring Sword Sect's name, the trouble would have been enormous.
Fortunately, Yang Chen had not been foolish enough to go that far.
Still—
It was time to give that Yang Family ancestor of the Great Yuan Dynasty a warning.
As Wu