The man walked forward, one step at a time.
A bone-piercing chill gradually filled heaven and earth!
Those wisps of cold did not affect a single blade of grass or tree on Great Hua Mountain. Instead, they enveloped the scattered waters suspended in the sky, the strange Images born of everyone's Divine Abilities, and even the invisible forces disrupting Taihua's Earth Veins and Spirit Veins, slowly freezing them all!
And the cold did not stop there. It drifted outward, spreading toward the surrounding lands!
"Hui Shuo Zi?"
All around, those secretly watching were stunned to see the newcomer approach at an unhurried pace!
"That's Hui Shuo Zi? The foremost of Taihua's second generation!" Even Long Zhun put away his smile, his expression turning grave. "So even he has made a move."
"That's only natural," Hanyanzi said suddenly. "These Overseas Cultivators put on this whole display precisely to draw back the Mount Taihua disciples who were away. Now they've got what they wished for. The disciples are returning one by one."
"Southern Darkness's methods were astonishing enough, but the ones who've come back now are downright absurd. Practically every one of them has Return to Truth-level Dao Attainment or combat strength!" Long Zhun spoke whatever came to mind. "If Mount Taihua's disciples are all this formidable, how did the mountain and its sect fall so far?"
"Do you truly not know?" Hanyanzi glanced at him.
Long Zhun smiled. "If you know what I've been through, Martial Uncle, you'll know that at my age, most of what I know comes from books. Anything a little further back is another matter."
"A sect takes more than cultivation and fighting strength to sustain. Outside the Eight Sects—even outside all the established schools—there are Rogue Cultivators with profound cultivation. But even when a Rogue Cultivator