Rain curtained the sky, and a clamor rose ceaselessly from the ground.
At the little pavilion on the mountaintop, rain poured from the eaves like a waterfall.
A group of cultivators powerful enough to shake all of Dongsheng Shenzhou were now seated together in this tiny pavilion.
"Fellow Daoist Chu, why don't we return to the Firmament Rhyme Hall first?"
Yunxiao had lost count of how many times he had said this, yet he had no choice but to say it again.
After coming into contact with Xu Linglong's clone, Chu Xingchen had been felled by an arrow, yet he still refused to return to the Firmament Rhyme Hall, insisting on remaining in Dongsheng Shenzhou.
His reason was straightforward-how could he oversee the whole situation without being on the front lines himself?
Besides, if he wanted to keep Xu Linglong fooled, he had to remain in Dongsheng Shenzhou, making her fear breaking the vase when she struck at the rat.
Chu Xingchen gazed at the curtain of rain, completely ignoring Yunxiao's words.
Yunxiao sighed softly, then cast a helpless glance at the other two Tribulation Transcendence cultivators who had hurried over from the Firmament Rhyme Hall.
Previously, when Chu Xingchen had come to the Firmament Rhyme Hall with Huang Miao as his sole Tribulation Transcendence companion, Yunxiao and the sect leader had judged him exceptionally bold.
Looking at him now... calling Chu Xingchen exceptionally bold hardly covered it.
This was audacity that reached the heavens, casting life and death aside.
Several streaks of rainbow light raced across the horizon and landed.
Ye Antao held back the curtain of rain with spiritual power, cupped her hands in greeting, and only then entered the somewhat crowded pavilion.
"We've essentially cleared the locations marked on the map Senior Chu provided, taking almost all