Chapter 19 — Meeting Again

Just as Zhang Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, a deafening roar suddenly burst out behind them. Zhang Qingyue himself was one thing, but even Lin Jinghong, whose cultivation far surpassed his, shuddered from head to toe just as he did, his ears ringing with a thunderous din that would not stop—and those Canglan Sect disciples walking ahead of them appeared to be in the same state.

The crowd was utterly astonished. How could such a strange sound arise here, on the sacred ground of the Canglan Sect? They all turned to look, and at the sight, their shock redoubled.