"Huan Yin."
A deep voice came from afar, and the figure of a man with a gaze that looked down upon all gradually appeared in the air.
His features were refined, his ink-black hair cascading like a waterfall over his shoulders. Dressed in azure robes, he stood tall and straight, with picturesque brows and eyes. His deep gaze was like an ancient well's abyss, carrying an air of mystery and unfathomable depth.
"If you are willing to come with me, I will take you out of the Mystical Sound Sect."
Buzz—
Mighty battle music resounded in every direction. The man remained as still as a mountain, his azure robes fluttering, while Mystical Sound Sect disciples all around him flew backwards.
"Qin Nian, if you want to take away my wife, have you asked me, her husband?" Zang Hui laughed wildly, his fighting spirit surging. "You hid for so long, and now you finally won't hide anymore?!"
"Those who block me shall have their Dao extinguished!"
Qin Nian's majestic, domineering words spread across the Mountains and Rivers. That brief yet forceful statement was a direct response to Zang Hui, turning the faces of the surrounding guests ashen. Some hot-tempered people could no longer restrain themselves.
Rumble...
As his words swept forth, a vast gale permeated the air and blew against Chen Xun's face. Simply because he was standing beside Zang Hui, that young man had glared at him.
"Hehe, Old Ox, Little Crimson, what kind of mess is this..."
Chen Xun shook his head with amused interest, calmly watching the spectacle. "Still, this young man has a decent mindset. He knew to endure, lie low, and cultivate."
"Seeking death!" Zang Hui roared and stepped into the air.
Buzz—
A great battle erupted in the sky, drawing cries of alarm from all