The "figure" that caught the old man's eye was a gleaming silver sword.
A faint white halo surrounded the entire sword. The patterns engraved on its blade were clean, exquisite, and delicate. The sword was beautifully translucent and brimming with spirit.
"What a fine sword!" the old man could not help exclaiming.
Then his gaze followed the sword to the person wielding it, and he could not shake the feeling that something was lacking.
In short, he felt that this person was unworthy of such a fine sword.
But the sword belonged to someone else, after all, so it was hardly his place to pass judgment. He simply felt that it was wasted in this person's hands.
At that moment, the old man who had remained silent suddenly furrowed his brows and looked in a particular direction...
Before long, the other three seemed to sense something as well and looked in the same direction. He did not spare another glance for the sword in that cultivator's hand.
Then unexpected delight flashed in the gray-robed old Daoist's eyes. "A Chao seems to have come out!"
The oldest and tallest of the men gave the gray-robed elder an indifferent glance before slowly saying, "The Miasma Forest has disappeared."
The other three elders froze briefly, then a glimmer of understanding crossed their eyes. "Then that Miasma Forest..."
"I'm afraid it was deliberately created by the Vast Righteousness Sect."
Now that the Miasma Forest separating the Inner and Outer Perimeters was gone, many of the cultivators who had been waiting outside it began entertaining ideas.
Still, they were all high-level cultivators and did not act rashly. They seemed to be keeping a discreet eye on the Enforcement Hall's movements.
Feng Qi plucked a blade of grass from somewhere, stuck it between his teeth,