A Great Scholar Arrives in Person

"Phew..."

At that sound, the more than three hundred Metropolitan Graduates all let out a breath, grateful to have escaped disaster.

The invisible force shrouding the Metropolitan Graduate Hunting Ground vanished. Thunder rumbled through the sky as a Great Scholar in purple robes rode Walking the Blue Clouds toward them at high speed.

Countless phenomena swirled around him—clouds erupted at times, auroras flashed at others, and wind, rain, thunder, and lightning appeared in turn. Clearly, his leaking power was altering the local environment.

Fang Yun knew full well that this unknown purple-robed Great Scholar must have been frantic with worry.

They were only a little over a hundred li apart. The purple-robed Great Scholar's Walking the Blue Clouds already exceeded twice the speed of sound, and now that he was driving it at full force, it was equivalent to the Four Resonances of Lip Spear and Tongue Sword—four times the speed of sound.

He crossed two and a half li in a breath and reached them in fewer than a hundred breaths.

Fang Yun looked closely and saw that it was Ye Ling, the Great Scholar guardian of the wasteland who had welcomed them on Spring Hunt Island. This was everyone's first visit, and they were unfamiliar with him. They only knew that he had spent his entire life in the Desolate City Ancient Land and was not well known.

Once Great Scholar Ye Ling neared them, he slowed down. After one glance, he said, "There is no need for you to rise. The Moon Tree Phantom's power will soon dissipate, and Spring Hunt Island will return to normal. No matter what injuries you have suffered, the saints will naturally treat you. Just wait here."

"Forgive our discourtesy..." the Metropolitan Graduates said one after another. Other than Fang Yun, everyone