Chapter 19 — Meeting Again
The Sword Questions the Heavens · Page 7 of 7
As though answering his thoughts, the Dark Iron Rod in his robes—still in contact with his palm—suddenly stirred. In an instant its cold qi surged, spreading from his hand straight up to his shoulder.
Zhang Qingyue was greatly startled, but then found that the sensation did him no harm at all; on the contrary, it was cool and rather pleasant. He glanced to the side, and saw that Lin Jinghong had noticed nothing.
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.