"Whoosh."
Lu Changsheng stepped out directly, arriving in mid-air.
At this moment, not only Lu Changsheng.
All martial artists and cultivators of the Baihua Sect were alarmed.
Their faces showed expressions of horror.
Because they also sensed that it seemed as if a violent crisis was about to descend upon them.
Just like the end of the world.
But now the weather was clear, not a cloud in the sky.
The view was bright and beautiful, with clear skies.
The only difference was a figure suddenly appearing in the void.
That figure looked very young, standing quietly in the emptiness.
Yet just that figure alone caused many martial artists of Baihua Sect to feel their hearts tremble violently, as if some terrible danger was arriving.
Many people exclaimed in surprise.
"What's going on? My eyes are stinging, just looking at that figure in the sky. Who exactly is that figure?"
