"If that's the case, our Cloud Palace will have three Divine Fire Realm experts. That's quite good even compared with some sects."
After learning that the palace master had returned, the cultivators headed outside in twos and threes, hoping to see him at the earliest opportunity.
Shi Qingyun took a step and appeared hundreds of meters away. The clouds behind him burst apart with a series of explosive booms.
The pressure spilling from his body forced the spies secretly watching Cloud Palace to flee their positions.
"Do these people think they can swallow up Cloud Palace if I don't return?"
"What wishful thinking."
"A snake trying to swallow an elephant out of insatiable greed. They certainly have some nerve."
Sensing the spies rapidly vanishing from his range of perception, Shi Qingyun shook his head, flickers of killing intent rising in his eyes.
They would have to answer for this. Otherwise, the next time he was away from Cloud Palace, these people would come here with the same intentions.
"No hurry, no hurry. The monk may run, but his temple can't. I'll deal with you when I have time!"
"But letting you leave just like that would be letting you off too easily!"
He flicked a fingertip toward the disappearing auras, and ice crystals gleaming with cold light shot through the air from behind him.
The white clouds behind him instantly became lifelike ice sculptures before shattering into flecks of ice that fluttered down.
Hearing the faint screams drifting over, he paid them no further attention.
"Has the palace master really returned?"
"Could you have sensed it wrong?"
Chen Xuan looked at Shi Hong beside him and asked uncertainly. A valiant-looking woman stood beside them.
The woman's name was Mu Qing. She was the second cultivator in Cloud Palace to