Ripples spread through heaven and earth, and at the same time, a soft chuckle slowly rang out.
The voice instantly put Yao Dan, Elder Wanhuo, and the Yao Clan experts guarding Medicine Saint Mountain on edge.
"Enemy attack! Yao Clan, prepare yourselves!"
Elder Wanhuo reacted swiftly. His long cry resounded throughout the Medicine Saint Mountain Range, his stern shout rolling endlessly through the air.
Immediately, streaks of light shot through the vast mountain range. All the Yao Clan experts appeared, and tremendous auras surged through the sky.
Dou Qi roared like floodwater within the dozen or so Dou Sheng who had appeared. At the slightest disturbance, a storm of attacks would erupt!
Yao Dan looked momentarily stunned. No one noticed the terror in his eyes. The next moment, he stared at the rippling space ahead and murmured, "Hun Tiandi?!"
Space rippled, and a vortex slowly formed. A slender hand reached out from within, pressing against its upper edge. A figure stepped out slowly, finally appearing before the eyes of everyone in the Yao Clan.
Hun Tiandi wore a long gray-white robe and exuded an air of easy refinement. With a book in hand, he would have looked no different from a scholar.
Yet his appearance made Yao Dan and Elder Wanhuo look exceedingly grave. Even Elder Wanhuo's body trembled slightly.
Completely ignoring the Yao Clan members, Hun Tiandi strolled alone toward the summit where Yao Dan stood, as leisurely as though walking through a courtyard. Surveying his surroundings, he said softly, "Yao Dan, it's been so many years. Your Medicine Realm is still as picturesque as ever."
"Hun Tiandi, what are you doing here? This is no place for you." His words immediately made Yao Dan tense. Stepping past the others, Yao Dan faced him directly, his expression more solemn