"Elder, please give the order! At your command, we will immediately contact the surrounding sacred lands and join forces to slay this fiend!"
Faced with the disciples clamoring to be first, the white-robed elder remained silent.
For some reason, unease kept stirring in his heart. He kept catching a scent of danger in all this, and for the moment, he dared not make a rash decision.
"Elder..."
A disciple behind him wanted to say more, but the white-robed elder abruptly waved his hand, cutting him off.
"Silence! Do not bring this up again. It is not your place to dictate how I conduct myself. Understood?"
At the white-robed elder's roar, the disciples behind him immediately fell silent.
"Elder Bai, why make things difficult for the disciples?"
"We cultivators have always taken subduing demons and slaying fiends as our duty. Now that a fiend has descended, if you do not give the order to slay him soon, Elder Bai, I fear you will earn the contempt of the world!"
Flowing white robes crossed the clouds, a longsword dancing gracefully at his side.
The white-robed swordsman Bai Bufan slowly approached astride an immortal crane. At the sight of the white-robed swordsman, Bai Bufan, the elder addressed as Elder Bai had a slight change of expression.
He hurried forward with his hands clasped. "Young Master Bai, what brings you here?"
Elder Bai inwardly sensed trouble. Given Bai Bufan's temperament, he would certainly send people into Shattered City.
And he had a premonition that once they entered Shattered City, they might trigger some unimaginable calamity.
That was not something he wanted to see.
"What? Am I not welcome, Elder Bai?"
Slowly drawing the longsword at his waist, Bai Bufan, known as the white-robed swordsman, spoke in an utterly casual tone.
Elder Bai shook his