Seeing the Mountain-Shaking Bear throw Baihe aside, several disciples hurried forward. Finding that Baihe was still breathing, they did not dare delay. They immediately hoisted her onto their shoulders and followed Xia Qing in a mad dash for quite a while. Only after they emerged from Huanxu and reached level ground did they finally let out a breath.
Xia Qing immediately dropped to her knees and cried, "This disciple, Xia Qing, thanks Senior Xie on behalf of my junior sisters for your saving grace!"
The other disciples also knelt... Just as they were about to rise, never expecting any response, a voice suddenly drifted over from the distant sky!
Everyone was overjoyed. When they looked up, they saw a brawny man in an archaic long robe floating in midair in the distance!
"This..." Xia Qing was greatly startled. He was clearly not one of the Incense-Passing Cult's elders or the Cult Master. Could he be some generation's consecrated elder?
But Xia Qing immediately dismissed the thought herself. Such Immortal Path methods could only be obtained by the Cult Master or elders. Consecrated elders could not!
Yet the man floated in the distance, and his supernatural abilities even seemed greater than the Cult Master's... How could Xia Qing not scratch her head over this?
"You are all descendants of this humble Daoist's old friends. Naturally, I should come to your aid..."
The man's voice was exceedingly faint, and Xia Qing could barely make it out. Before she could throw herself down again and speak, the man waved his hand. His figure flew like the wind toward the depths of Huanxu, vanishing in the blink of an eye!
"Ah???" Xia Qing and the other disciples were all dumbfounded! They had heard countless legends of the Immortal Path and paid homage to the