A gentle and harmonious voice, seemingly omnipresent in the heavens and earth, suddenly descended.
The voice made the Flying Curse Sect Leader, who had just begun to wield his Primordial, abruptly stop in his tracks.
"What is this voice...?"
The high elders from several Dharma Lineages were startled and couldn't help but glance collectively toward the threshold.
And they saw —————
A figure, as if transcending the mortal flesh, remaining only in spirit, riding the surging air currents, with wide robes and sleeves fluttering in the wind...
Magnificently stepping into the place!
Mountain and River Immortal!
The Flying Curse Sect Leader's pupils constricted, and even the action of capturing Jixia was forcibly halted, involuntarily... recalling the events of the past.
