Boom!
At the top of the Black Lotus Sect's mountain.
Chen Xuantian's towering and massive figure crashed down here, causing the airwaves to surge around. His broad feet were a bluish-black hue, gleaming with a metallic color. Veins bulged, and his muscles rippled with a fierce and indescribable menace.
His gaze swept over the area, quickly looking forward.
However, the moment he looked, he showed a look of surprise, seemingly unexpected.
Originally, he thought he had been lured away from the mountain, and that the Black Lotus Holy Sect must have suffered heavy losses, unable to withstand the noble families. Yet, contrary to his expectations, the situation wasn't as dire as he had imagined?
Did they manage to hold off the invaders?
The Wind King and Rain King, who were commanding the scene, changed their expressions and turned around quickly with joy, hurrying over.
The other cult members also put down their tasks and quickly saluted.
"Greetings, Sect Leader!"
"Sect Leader!"
