Rumble...
Rain poured down in pillars over Northern Darkness Lake, rolling lightning occasionally illuminating the endless waves.
Lü Yan raced across the lake, his nerves taut as he watched for movement in every direction. He worried that Yang Huaxian and the other old devils of the Unorthodox Dao would spring out, and also feared that Brat Xie would seize the initiative, jumping out to demand an exorbitant price.
By comparison, Yellow Qilin True Person, who stood beside him with the Five Elements Seal resting on his palm, was much calmer.
After all, he had roamed the mortal world for over two hundred years. He had endured the hardships of arduous cultivation in his youth and witnessed the splendor of the stars and moon from the mountain peak. During the Calamity of All Beings, he might not have made the greatest contribution, but he was still one of the elders who had established the present order of the mortal world. Apart from never having founded a sect and become a patriarch, he had little to regret in this life.
Under normal circumstances, no one would dare touch a peak old Daoist like Yellow Qilin True Person, who already had one foot in the grave and whose head was still filled with thoughts of "earning a page of my own in the family genealogy through martyrdom."
But when the Unorthodox Dao went out to conduct their affairs, they also had to assess the situation, pursue advantages, and avoid harm.
Of the three elders the Righteous Path had sent this time, Qixia Old Devil needed no introduction. She had always been the one robbing others, never the one being robbed. Her offenses during the Witch Cult Rebellion were too numerous to record on all the bamboo in the world, and she acted even