‘Chonghua Sect? Why are they here?’ Hyeonu wondered.

All of them had colorful flowers engraved on their sleeves and sheaths. Their identities were the warriors of the Chonghua Sect, the seniors of Manhua Mountain.

-Isn’t this the Chonghua Sect? They are wearing plum blossom sheaths.

-It seems so?

-Wow, then did Qing Feng hit him in the back of the head?

-Not yet. We have to keep watching to see what’s going on.

Hyeonu nodded as he read the audience’s messages. He didn’t know anything from this perspective. It wouldn’t be too late to think and act after seeing the end of this observation. Once the masters of the Chonghua Sect appeared, the pursuers disappeared one by one. Without their leader, the pursuers were nothing but moths.

“How are you on Manhua Mountain...?” The oldest Daoist of the Chonghua Sect was shocked to see the Mysterious Sky Demonic Senior sitting on the ground.

“I exchanged blows with them. The result is as you can see,” the Mysterious Sky Demonic Senior explained briefly. 

The Mysterious Sky Demonic Senior and Daoist exchanged words like they were acquainted.

“This isn’t the situation to speak. Look after yourself quickly. You don’t seem to be in a state for speaking.”

“It’s too late....