Within the boundless and vast Wang Yang region, amidst the endless wind and snow.
A young man with an exceptionally calm demeanor quietly stood amidst the heavy snowfall, silently standing high in the sky, slowly raising his gaze to look at Ye Xiaofan and the others desperately fleeing ahead, and the terrifying pursuers behind them, his entire demeanor exuded an extreme calmness.
Behind the young man, a dark mass of awe-inspiring figures stood, all with white hair and exuding an astonishing presence, everyone was awestruck.
Even the six great Saints: Qi Yun, Old Mo, Qingfeng, Mingyue, Shanlan, and Qingzhou, were equally shocked, all taken aback by the terrifying power blocking their path ahead.
"Saint level expert?"
Qi Yun was the first to cry out in shock; standing behind that awe-inspiring figure were indeed cultivators in the Entering the Saint Realm, numbering in the hundreds.
