Too much had happened at the Green Mountain Grand Ceremony today, like thunder that never ceased, striking again and again in people's hearts.
After the Snow Nation Queen ascended, everyone had thought today's events would end there for the time being. Who could have imagined another thunderclap like this!
Jing Jiu and True Person Tan, Sect Master of the Zhongzhou Sect, had actually joined forces to attack White True Person!
When the Ten-Direction Demon-Suppressing Pagoda descended toward that cloud of mist, everyone was struck speechless with shock, then felt-or rather, thought-entirely different things.
True Person Guangyuan, Nan Wang, the Water-Moon Convent Abbess in the Green-Curtain Sedan, and elders such as the Great Marsh Magistrate all recalled the many rumors about Yunmeng Mountain: words like the Bai Household and live-in sons-in-law. Zhuo Rusui thought of slaying one's wife to prove the Dao; Gu Qing thought, How could he bear to do this? Liu S sui thought, How could he do this? Yuan Qu's eyes went round as he thought, Could the Immortal Bairen still not be completely dead, with a strand of her immortal sense hidden in that mist?
Only someone as honest as Mochi believed True Person Tan intended to use the Ten-Direction Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to break Jing Jiu's whip.
That silver whip was wondrous beyond measure, yet it was no demon, but a stream.
If True Person Tan wanted to save her, even if he did not use the Jingyun Bell, he should have used some other law treasure.
The Sword-Washing Creek flowed over the surface of the mist, gleaming silver, giving off an aura of utmost weakness that nonetheless could not be broken.
The mist had not dispersed, and the figure within it made no movement.
Presumably, White True Person also understood that this was a means the