SCREECH—
Amidst an utterly resplendent sound, like millions of sparrows chirping, a red and a yellow thunderbolt flashed past the Youming Royal Mansion's front courtyard, arriving within the main hall in an instant.
In the hall, the gazes of a dozen or so Ranxue Jing Yaomo were cast over.
"Hm? Isn't that the little Daoist from just now? He didn't die?"
"It must have been some kind of avatar or dummy technique. This little Daoist has some skill. He even managed to deceive a Dao Body Realm Leader like King Yintian."
"It doesn't look like he's acting alone out of sheer bravery; rather, it's a group committing the deed. Now that King Yintian has been lured away, this pair wants to rescue the Shenxiao Sect disciple."
"Should we get involved?"
"Get involved, my ass! We came to observe the ceremony, not to fight. Besides, these people are all direct disciples of the Shenxiao Sect. Do you want to be hated by them too?"
"Hehe, today's show is getting more and more interesting."
