The Great Calamity Is Coming

The heart does not linger on external things; wisdom arises freely.

At this moment, Shen Yun had severed all distracting thoughts, forgotten both self and things, and immersed himself in profound comprehension of the Immortal Dao. All manner of principles flowed together like rivers converging into the sea, quietly becoming one within his heart.

When he appeared again on Danxia Island, every elder present was shaken to the core.

The newcomer was surrounded by pure light, his sleeves unstained, his bearing lofty and ethereal. He seemed like an exiled immortal descending from beyond the heavens, gliding through the void—so intimidating that no one dared look directly at him.

"I'll be going into seclusion for a period of time. As for the sect's affairs, Elder Baicao will be fully responsible."

Shen Yun's voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.

Lin Baicao immediately bowed and accepted the order. Then, as though he had remembered something, he reported solemnly, "A few days ago, that Shen Xiao suddenly came to our door, saying he had something important to tell us. Does the sect master wish to see him?"

Had it been an ordinary visitor, he would have politely refused long ago. Back then, Shen Yun had personally brought Shen Xiao back to the island, and everyone had been left with a deep impression of the mysterious young man. That was why he had asked.

Shen Yun gave a slight nod. "I already know. You may all withdraw."

At his words, the elders bowed one after another and filed out of the main hall.

After everyone had left, the hall fell silent once more. Only soft clouds of qi drifted quietly between the pillars.

Shen Yun stood silently at the head of the hall, his gaze deep as he looked toward the entrance.