"Another... another Immortal is here!"
A mountain breeze swept across the green stone platform, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Below the platform, a dense crowd of mortals knelt, their foreheads striking the ground with a dull THUMP THUMP.
"True Essence Release... A Foundation Establishment Ascendant!"
The pupils of the Cyan Cloud Sect's Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer disciple contracted. He had clearly seen something of the world, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.
"I do not know where Senior hails from, or why you have suddenly..."
SWISH!
Before he could finish, a bolt of cyan light, so condensed it seemed solid, tore through the air!
The Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer Cultivator only felt a cold sensation on his neck before his vision swam. The last thing he saw was the fountain of blood gushing from his own headless body, and then he lost consciousness.
"Hmph. I despise sycophants more than anything."
Wei Qingyi stood with his sword in hand.
