The several people who had leaped up from behind the mountain had escaped Ou Peng's notice, so they had to be masters of the jianghu. Ou Peng had thought they were hidden experts of the Righteous Path Alliance, but when he saw the three aged great monks standing in the wind with majestic bearing, the veiled woman in palace robes beside them, and the three short, sturdy old men in hempen clothes who looked much alike, his expression changed drastically. His arm rose involuntarily as he pointed at them. "You... how could you collude with the Righteous Path Alliance like wolves in one den?!"
The first part of that sentence was filled with astonishment, but by the end, he was gritting his teeth.
Indeed, were those three great monks not Elder Changsheng, abbot of Great Forest Temple; Elder Chang Xing of the Arhat Hall; and Elder Chang Geng of the Law Enforcement Hall? The other four were members of the renowned yet exceedingly mysterious Incense-Passing Cult. Though the woman in palace robes was veiled, since she had appeared alongside Elder Changsheng, abbot of Great Forest Temple, who else could she be but Abbess Jingyi, leader of the Incense-Passing Cult? As for the three similarly looking old men in hempen clothes, they were outstanding figures from the previous generation of martial artists. All three were secret retainers cultivated by the Incense-Passing Cult. They knew a joint formation: in their early years roaming the jianghu, one opponent meant three of them faced that opponent, and ten opponents still meant three of them faced the ten. They had never suffered defeat and were hailed as the finest under heaven.
How could such a spectacular lineup fail to shock Ou Peng?
He had never imagined, even in his dreams, that the Two Great Sects,