The Misty Cloud Sect was unquestionably the foremost sect in the Jia Ma Empire. From its founding to the present day, its succession had never been broken. If one had to make a comparison, the Misty Cloud Sect's prestige was, in some respects, even greater than that of the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family.
This ancient sect had weathered several ages of turmoil. The Jia Ma Empire's ruling family and even its name had changed several times, yet the Misty Cloud Sect alone remained standing.
In truth, however, the Misty Cloud Sect was currently in a period of relative weakness.
Yun Shan had gone into seclusion to attempt a breakthrough to Dou Zong. No one but Yun Shan himself knew how that was progressing. For now, Sect Master Yun Yun alone oversaw the Misty Cloud Sect's affairs, and she was only a Four-Star Dou Emperor-she had made a breakthrough after returning from their last meeting, advancing by one star.
The Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family, meanwhile, had two Dou Emperor level powerhouses-Jia Xingtian and the mysterious Ancient Beast that guarded the Imperial Family.
As a result, the Jia Ma Empire had taken a decidedly aggressive stance, even stationing an imperial army corps directly at the foot of Misty Cloud Mountain. Who knew what they were plotting?
None of this had anything to do with Sun Buxiao or Xiao Yan.
Sun Buxiao still wore that deliberately mysterious black robe, concealing his face. He was not holding his bowl, either. Raising his head to glance at the summit amid the clouds, he gave an indifferent smile.
Ahead of him, Xiao Yan carried an ink-black heavy ruler on his back. He showed no impatience, simply walking up the broad mountain path one steady step at a time.
Xiao Yan's gaze grew resolute, while