Just then—"Hmm?"
Shao Qiu, sitting in the treetop, suddenly frowned and looked into the distance. Soon, a green-robed man appeared with his hands clasped behind his back, gliding on azure light and covering vast distances with each short step as he swiftly approached the Horse-Drawn Carriage.
A Pocket Green Edge hovered beside him.
It hummed from time to time.
"You're here."
Shao Qiu looked at the newcomer, toying with the Dagger in his hand. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he smiled. "You didn't actually need to come. I'm enough to handle things here. I have the situation under control."
The newcomer was Qi Yue.
He was rather irritated with Qi Yue, though not because Qi Yue had once pinned him to the ground with sword energy. That hardly bothered him; there was nothing unusual about losing to someone stronger. What irritated him was that this fellow had actually claimed no one in the world could kill him.
You're only a level-9 Cultivator, old man. Even if you're just one step away from becoming a Martial King, that step is an impassable gulf for many people. Often, they can't cross it in their entire lives.
Isn't that a little too arrogant?
His greatest achievement had been assassinating a level-11 Martial King!
Besides, this fellow was far too full of himself.
Over the past few days.
Qi Yue had remained in the Mortal Domain, training Zhou Mo and the others. The results were plain to see: everyone in the Mortal Domain's War Pavilion had made substantial gains in Cultivation and combat strength in a short time.
The Gongyang Clan had been placed entirely under Gongyang Yiyue's leadership and had likewise joined this market frenzy led by the Mortal Domain.
Only Gongyang Yue stood at the canyon entrance every day