That place was already a hundred miles away. Snowflakes rose out of nothing, danced on the wind, then vanished in midair. Clearly, this was no natural phenomenon.
Sword Law Yuan Qijing personally held the position, while True Person Guangyuan and Nan Wang stood ready to act at any moment. More powerful figures might still be hidden in the clouds over there.
For all the Green Mountain Sect's formidable strength and confidence, it had deployed such an impressive array of forces. This meant the matter here was certainly not over, and was a major one at that.
"What do you need us to do?" the Wind Saber Sect Master asked without hesitation.
Suppressing the Netherworld was the responsibility of the entire Human Race. No one could stand aloof.
True Person Guangyuan answered honestly, "I don't know either. The Sect Master told us to come, so we came."
Thinking of that young Green Mountain Sect Master, the Wind Saber Sect Master did not know what to say for a moment. Looking at the Twelfth Priest's corpse, he asked, "How should we handle this? Should I take it back to Juye City?"
"No need."
As True Person Guangyuan's voice fell, the sunlight shining on the Returning Sun Sword suddenly became fiercely hot, burning the Twelfth Priest's corpse to ashes.
Then he took a slip of paper from his sleeve and studied it very carefully. After confirming that the time and location were correct, he cupped his hands in farewell and flew off on his sword toward a spot several hundred miles to the northwest.
The rather unmelodious singing went with him, and that isolated patch of wind and snow also vanished from the sky.
The Netherworld's Twelfth Priest had come to the mortal world and immediately been killed by the Green