Huang Wenfa stood outside the sacred land, his expression gradually growing serious.
As the Sect Master of the Ban Shan Sect, although he didn’t regard the people of South Hong as barbarians like his disciples did, he couldn’t help harboring a trace of arrogance.
After all, having close interactions with the other three Hongs, he had seen much, and naturally his vision had become higher.
It was not until he met Sect Master Shen that Huang Wenfa started to change this view, but that was only towards Shen Yi himself.
Yet, now that he had personally come here, he realized that things were not as he had imagined.
So many Great Demons had gathered in Southern Hong, but to this day, there had been no news of any turmoil; it was as if these Great Demons had mysteriously disappeared upon stepping into Southern Hong.
Even such a terrifying situation could be temporarily contained; the depth of South Hong Seven Sons’ heritage might even exceed his expectations.
Moreover, in just a short period of time, there had been the fall of cultivators from the Heaven Realm, and yet, on the surface, Southern Hong still appeared as calm as ever, which was completely outrageous.
The more Huang Wenfa looked at the water before him, the more unfathomable it seemed.
The only task Sect Master Shen had arranged for them was to simply watch this place for any accidents and act as an outpost to prevent any other demons from coming in.
Originally, Huang Wenfa was somewhat displeased, feeling underestimated. Even if he was not as monstrously talented as Sect Master Shen, he still had considerable strength of his own. He had come all this way with Old Cheng in earnest, not just as a formality; he truly intended to assist, so how could he not be intended to fight against demons?
But now, he had changed his mind once again.
It seemed that being a good "outpost" was not so easy after all.
That faint surge of energy from beneath the water was indeed frightening.
"I’ll go inform Sect Master Shen."
Cheng Xiaoyuan shifted his gaze away from the water. Although he had heard many rumors about Shen Yi from Sect Master Huang, he had never seen him in person.
To be honest, he didn’t think that Sect Master Shen would do much upon learning about this; most likely, he would just act as if he hadn’t seen anything.
But none of that was his concern.
Faced with such a situation, all he needed to do was to follow the other party’s instructions; as for the rest, it was beyond the Ban Shan Sect’s capacity to assist, and it was better left to South Hong Seven Sons to worry about.
Thinking this, Cheng Xiaoyuan reached out for the Jade Slip, ready to contact Shen Yi, only to hear a familiar young voice coming out of the Jade Slip a step earlier.
"Please trouble you both once more."
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyuan’s heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly became nervous.
What did that mean? Did he want them to go and do something desperate against a Great Demon of the Heaven Realm?
That would be a bit too much.
Besides, if Shen Yi really asked, given Sect Master Huang’s personality, he was very likely to agree.
However, the voice from the other end of the Jade Slip did not give him much time to think and simply said, "Please use the Suppressing Mountain Method later to keep the strange phenomena within the Southern Hong Domain as much as possible, and try not to let too much spill over to Western Hong."
Cheng Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, not quite following.
What strange phenomena?
Huang Wenfa also heard the voice from the Jade Slip. After being stunned for a few moments, his face immediately changed, and he shouted loudly toward the Treasure Flower Sect Master in the distance, "Fellow Daoist! Hurry back into the sacred land to avoid being affected!"
This abrupt statement left the Treasure Flower Sect Master somewhat bewildered, but she instinctively complied, her figure rushing back to the sacred land!
"What do you mean?" Cheng Xiaoyuan looked over uncertainly.
Huang Wenfa, however, had no intention of explaining, instead staring intently at the water below. Based on his understanding of Sect Master Shen, with just that statement, he feared that today he would have to broaden his horizons once again.
As if to confirm Sect Master Huang’s guess.
In an instant, the Azure Sky above the emerald sea suddenly solidified, as if even the air turned solid, making one feel suffocated!
It was as though an invisible giant hand had descended from the sky, violently breaking through the surface of the water, causing hundred-zhang waves to rise while creating a deep trench in the middle of thousands of miles of the water domain. Following that, the invisible hand directly reached down below. In a few breaths’ time, two furious dragon roars echoed through the heavens!
At the moment the dragon roars sounded, even the Treasure Flower Sect Master could not help turning back in shock.
One of the dragon roars was all too familiar to her.
In the days when the South Dragon King had not awakened, the owner of this sound was the one who truly ruled over all of Southern Hong, under whose authority, both demons and cultivators lived precarious lives.
The Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, how could he suddenly appear at the border between South and West Hong?!
What was even more incomprehensible was that someone, without uttering a single word, had decisively acted against this Crown Prince!
Actually, there was no need for Huang Wenfa to say more; just from the familiar cultivation technique, Cheng Xiaoyuan had somewhat guessed the identity of the newcomer.
He just never expected that Sect Master Shen’s strength could be so formidable, even far surpassing the descriptions given by Sect Master Huang, which were already fulsome praises.
He had initially thought they were overly flattering, only to realize it was quite an understatement.
A Jade Horned Silver Dragon, much larger than its kin, soared into the sky, throwing the clouds into chaos. Extending its dragon claw, it issued a deafening roar, "Do you know who I am?"
The Yellow Poison Dragon, meanwhile, coiled in the sky, its gaze coldly fixed ahead.
After a moment, its voice was hoarse and low, filled with endless viciousness, "Sect Master of Nanyang, you truly have great audacity."
This familiar method had left an extremely deep impression on it during the banquet before.