A brief silence fell as his voice rang out. Even Yun Shan, who had just emerged from seclusion, looked a little stunned.
"Are you truly... Patriarch Yun Potian?" Yun Shan's solemn expression held a trace of excitement.
"Indeed."
Yun Potian smiled gently. "I was trapped inside the World Soul Stone for more than five hundred years. It was only thanks to the help of your disciple and granddisciple that I had a chance to escape."
With that, he turned to look at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran, who still could not fly.
"Now that I have returned to the Misty Cloud Sect, all those cultivation methods and combat skills, along with the various precious secret arts lost back then, will be restored. It is time for the Misty Cloud Sect to regain its former glory."
At those words, excitement spread across the faces of Yun Yun, Yun Shan, and the many elders of the Misty Cloud Sect.
"It is time for our Misty Cloud Sect to rise!" Yun Shan's smile widened slightly, then spread even further.
"The Misty Cloud Sect shall rise!"
"The Misty Cloud Sect shall rise!"
Some of the elders grew flushed with excitement as well.
"The Misty Cloud Sect shall rise!" At the foot of the mountain, Nalan Yanran clenched her little fists.
Xiao Yan had no idea what sort of frenzy and excitement had engulfed the Misty Cloud Sect. He had already left the Mittel Family and arrived at the Imperial Palace.
Compared to the Mittel Family's understated luxury and elegance, the empire's palace was decorated in a grand, stately style.
"Mr. Xiao Yan, you're finally here."
A tall, mature beauty greeted the black-clad youth who had arrived at the Imperial Family's residence, her face full of smiles.
"Hehe, I didn't expect Princess Yao Ye to