Qionghua Shuiyu was in a panic. Everything her family did had to involve her, leaving her with none of the freedom of a cultivator. Her face showed so anger as she called out softly, "Seventh Brother!"
"Heh, you've got so spirit. Shuiyu, let's go."
Qionghua Yanbin remained expressionless, even as the Qi-Enhancing Pills he had returned were collected by the cultivator beside him. "Don't waste ti here. We ca today for sothing important."
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding cultivators of the Nine Dragons Mystic Gate cast unfriendly glances at Chen Xun and Black Bull, their eyes full of warning.
Qionghua Shuiyu's face flushed, her chest heaving with anger.
But she knew she couldn't be willful now, or she would harm Chen Xun and Xin Little Bull. She nodded silently, her gaze icy cold.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she turned to Chen Xun and Black Bull with a bright smile, "My Seventh Brother ans no harm to you. He's always been like this."
Then, Qionghua Shuiyu quietly transmitted a ssage to Chen Xun and Black Bull, her eyes lively, "I apologize on his behalf, don't take it to heart..."
Chen Xun smiled, naturally not wanting to argue with the younger generation. He cupped his hands towards Qionghua Shuiyu, not wanting to disrupt the sibling relationship, "Miss Qionghua, we won't delay you any longer."
Qionghua Shuiyu also smiled in response. A gentle breeze blew, and the healing Qi-Enhancing Pill appeared at Black Bull's feet. She returned to the center of the group, looking sulky.
Qionghua Yanbin turned away without asking about the man and the bull, as he didn't take them seriously and wouldn't bother to mock them.
Just as he was about to leave with the others, a slight tremor ca from the ground. A vast, endless sea of elite cultivators erged from another direction of the Tongtian Tower.
They marched in two rows, heading straight in this direction, making cultivators of all clans feel what it truly ant to be overwheld by thousands. Their aura was like a tide, mighty and grand.
This overwhelming aura was like a giant wave, forcing everyone to retreat as if facing an insurmountable mountain.
Cultivators of all clans around retreated, cupping their hands, their eyes filled with shock.
This terrifying aura far surpassed that of cultivators of the sa realm, and there was even a murderous aura surrounding them—truly a gathering of the elites from all clans!
Each of them stood tall, their eyes firm, their steps powerful, exuding endless sharpness and killing intent. Every step left deep marks, as if they were about to shatter the earth.
Everyone from the Nine Dragons Mystic Gate trembled, even the Unity cultivators around felt a terrifying pressure from the Great Dao!
Gathering countless cultivators was easy, but everyone knew that gathering tens of thousands of elite cultivators from all clans was practically impossible. If they were called elites, why would they submit to you?!
And the direction they were coming from was straight towards them.
Qionghua Yanbin's gaze turned cold, and he imdiately stopped. He finally lowered his gaze, feeling slightly shaken. The number of elites from all clans... was it too many? What were they planning?
Qionghua Shuiyu, who had been sulking, turned pale.
She had never experienced such a terrifying gathering of murderous aura, and her eyes showed a hint of fear.
Her heart was in turmoil. This was the Tongtian Tower, within the Xuanwei Heaven, so naturally, she wasn't afraid they would cause trouble. But the aura and scene were too fierce, shaking her Dao heart.
At this mont, Qionghua Yanbin's gaze shifted to the man at the forefront, whose face was friendly and smiling, finally showing so fluctuation.
Celestial Sky... Ji Yan, who single-handedly orchestrated the downfall of the three great sects!
Qionghua Yanbin clasped his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his lips. Even facing such a vast oppressive force, he remained calm, even looking into the distance, "Fellow Daoist Ji Yan, it seems you knew I was waiting for you here."
After speaking, he walked forward, though his steps were slow, the pressure he bore was imnse.
Ji Yan glanced at him, nodding with a friendly smile, "Fellow Daoist Qionghua, let's discuss matters later."
Buzz—
The ground trembled slightly as Ji Yan swept past him without a second glance, leaving Qionghua Yanbin's expression frozen, his hands behind his back quietly clenching.
At this mont, the two rows of elites passed by him with overwhelming montum, and he was caught in the middle, his Nine Dragons robe fluttering wildly in the strong aura.
Qionghua Yanbin slightly raised his head, his aura becoming sowhat chaotic, his gaze only reflecting the silhouettes passing by, still not sparing him a glance.
He stood there expressionless, unmoving, appearing awkward yet incredibly composed, showing no hint of emotion.
The cultivators of the Nine Dragons Mystic Gate frowned deeply, watching them pass by, causing a sensation within hundreds of miles, with many cultivators gazing from afar.
These strong figures from the Tongtian Tower showed no respect for the younger generation of the Nine Dragons Mystic Gate in Xuanwei Heaven...
Especially Zhu Xian, who felt weak all over, as the imnsely powerful elite cultivators from all clans passed by him, the visual impact was unforgettable.
For an average cultivator, encountering a few elites of the sa realm in a lifeti would be considered a stroke of luck.
Let alone encountering tens of thousands at once, it felt like being a Qi cultivation phase disciple facing tens of thousands of Great Ascension Venerables!
A strong sense of suffocation and oppression spread through Zhu Xian's heart, his face becoming sowhat twisted.
Throughout, he only casually chatted with that black-faced cultivator as he passed by!!!
Zhu Xian scread internally, but his face remained a twisted fake smile, not daring to breathe loudly, fearing to offend these elite cultivators from all clans.
Caw! Caw!
A fierce sound rang out, casting a massive shadow on the ground as Qi Ming soared across the sky towards a distant boulder, his eyes filled with utmost respect.
And it seed the destination of these tens of thousands of elites was only that one place, causing the surrounding cultivators to suddenly understand sothing, their gazes sweeping over!
Qionghua Yanbin turned his head slowly in disbelief, his eyes filled with intense shock, that lowly cultivator...
Qionghua Shuiyu gasped, covering her mouth, the fear in her eyes gradually turning into intense surprise, how could they...
She recalled the scene from their first eting, and then the scene just now, it was absolutely impossible for them to be anyone of significant status, and their conversations were always so amiable...
Even the Nine Dragons Mystic Gate, no matter how powerful, could never gather tens of thousands of elite cultivators from all sides, though gathering tens of thousands of cultivators was certainly easy.
This scene was heart-stirring, leaving all cultivators speechless, especially Qionghua Yanbin, whose expression was no longer calm, but looking at the black-faced cultivator he had never regarded seriously.
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