Xu Xuan hurried toward Chaos Valley. In truth, he had not thought much about it; he was simply anxious to get back.
Unlike the other sects, Chaos Valley had no intention of sealing its mountain to protect itself. It had long since decided to fight the Foreign Races to the bloody end!
If things went wrong, Chaos Valley might even be utterly destroyed in the shortest of times!
Faced with such a situation, Xu Xuan naturally dared not slacken and traveled at full speed.
"Huh! Are these people idiots? The blizzard is about to stop, and a great upheaval is coming, yet they're traveling outside without a care?"
To Xu Xuan's surprise, a group of white-robed youths came toward them along a road that had been desolate for ten thousand miles.
Those people seemed brimming with confidence and a sense of superiority. They did not think there was any danger in strolling through the snow; instead, they pointed and commented at Xu Xuan and the others.
"Go around!"
Xu Xuan had no desire to stir up trouble. He called out hastily, actually deciding to show weakness and give way.
As cultivators, the others naturally found such a thing intolerable. Though they obeyed, they could not help feeling resentful.
All of them coldly surveyed those people with defiant, indignant eyes.
"Interesting! They say the people of the world are ignorant. Young people who know their place like this truly are rare!"
The leader was none other than Senior Brother Yan of Guixu Dao Province. He looked at Xu Xuan with a faint, ambiguous smile, a trace of appreciation flashing through his eyes.
At that very moment, their gazes met just as they were about to pass each other.
"Wait!"
Just as the two sides were about to part after their chance