"Master."
Intense thunder light erupted, surging violently.
The spreading oppressive aura caused the skies for hundreds of miles around to become gloomy and dark.
Ge Ping, who had arrived slightly earlier, sensed the commotion behind him and couldn't help but look back.
He saw Qi Xiu stride out from the dazzling thunder light, his aura heavy and determined, with numerous rays of colorful light faintly manifesting behind him.
"Fifth Senior Brother."
Approaching the Guanlan Cliff Hall, Qi Xiu bowed his hands in respect.
"Little Seven, your cultivation has increased significantly."
