"I wonder whether Great Hua Mountain can survive this catastrophe."
In the night, a streak of Sword Light descended.
When its radiance faded, it revealed a Daoist dressed in Green Robe.
He stood in the wilderness, gazing from afar at Great Hua Mountain, shrouded in darkness and bloody light, and sighed.
Just then, a voice came from behind him—
"So it's Uncle-Master Hanyanzi. I didn't expect to meet you here."
As the words fell, a handsome Daoist in white emerged from the dense woods behind him and walked toward the Daoist in Green Robe.
This Daoist in Green Robe was Hanyanzi of Kunlun, who had once brushed past Chen Cuo!
"What of it?" Hanyanzi did not turn at the man's words. "Long Zhun, your people from Kongtong have come. Why wouldn't we from Kunlun?"
"Please don't misunderstand, Uncle-Master." The white-robed Daoist shook his head slightly. "Of course I knew Kunlun would send someone. Quite a few fellow disciples of the Eight Sects are scattered around here. Even Mount Zhongnan, though it's under siege too, has sent two people. It's just..."
He paused, then broke into a hearty smile.
"Thinking of what happened between you and Master Soaring of Great Hua Mountain, I thought you might prefer to stay away."
Hanyanzi shuddered slightly. Only then did he turn, his face expressionless. "Since you know he is my Heart Demon, you should know there was no chance I would stay away from this affair at Great Hua Mountain."
Long Zhun smiled. "Coming is one thing, but as things stand, none of our fellow disciples intend to intervene. It's not just because these Overseas Cultivators are formidable. Someone is clearly driving the sieges of both sects from behind the scenes."
At this, he lowered his voice. "The Sub-Ranking List in my sect has