"Huan Yin."
A deep voice came from afar, and the figure of a man with a commanding gaze gradually materialized in the air.
His features were refined, his ink-black hair cascading over his shoulders. Clad in azure robes, he stood tall and straight, with brows and eyes like a painting. His profound gaze was like the depths of an ancient well, carrying an air of mystery and unfathomable depth.
"If you are willing to come with me, I will take you out of the Wonderful Sound Sect."
Buzz—
Mighty sounds of battle rang out in every direction. The man remained as immovable as a mountain, his azure robes fluttering, while Wonderful Sound Sect disciples were sent flying all around him.
"Qin Nian, you want to take away my wife? Have you asked her husband first?" Zang Hui laughed wildly, his battle intent surging. "You hid for so long, and now you finally won't hide anymore?!"
"Those who block me shall have their Dao extinguished!"
Qin Nian's majestic words spread across mountains and rivers. That brief yet forceful statement was his direct reply to Zang Hui, turning the faces of the surrounding guests livid. Some hot-tempered ones could no longer restrain themselves.
Rumble...
His words swept forth with a vast gale that blew against Chen Xun's face. It was merely because he stood beside Zang Hui that the young man shot him a glare.
"Hehe, Old Bull, Little Scarlet, what kind of mess is this..."
Chen Xun shook his head with an amused smile, calmly watching the commotion. "Still, this young man has a decent mentality. He knows how to endure, lie low, and cultivate."
"Courting death!" Zang Hui roared as he stepped into the air.
Buzz—
A great battle erupted in the skies, drawing cries of alarm from all sides.