In the blink of an eye, another month had passed. On this day—
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Above the nameless mountain range, the sun had been shining brightly just moments ago, with clear skies stretching for thousands of miles and a scene of fair winds and gentle sun. Yet in an instant, dark clouds blotted out the sky, and thunder rolled.
A gale swept through, kicking up sand and dust from the ground. Flying sand and hurtling rocks filled the air, turning the mountain range into a scene of apocalypse.
Looking at the sudden heavenly omen, Long Xuan frowned slightly. Solemnity surfaced in his eyes as he looked toward the cave and sighed inwardly.
He had still underestimated just how heaven-defying the Bone-Tempering Art was. He had never imagined that Di Xin cultivating the Bone-Tempering Art would trigger such a terrifying phenomenon.
This abrupt change had been beyond both his expectations and Di Xin's.
Long Xuan immediately developed a headache. The commotion Di Xin had caused was simply too great. It could easily draw nearby Gu cultivators here, inviting needless trouble.
What he feared came true. Long Xuan suddenly turned toward a certain direction. When he saw people rapidly approaching, his gaze sharpened at once.
To the southeast, the people aboard an azure flying boat noticed the phenomenon, changed course, and sped toward this place at tremendous speed.
Four proud-looking genius Gu cultivators sat aboard the azure boat, their gazes blazing as they stared toward the source of the phenomenon. Anyone who saw these four geniuses would certainly have been shocked.
All four had ranked in the top ten of the recently concluded Western Region Genius Tournament.
Mu Qing was the number one genius of the Azure Dragon