After the black-robed old man arrived, three more cultivators appeared, led by another Nascent Soul Cultivator.
The man was dressed in yellow robes, appearing middle-aged, and judging solely by his aura, his strength was on par with the black-robed old man.
Upon his arrival, the yellow-robed middle-aged man began conversing with the black-robed old man.
Due to the distance, Fang Hong naturally couldn't hear what they were discussing.
Boom!
Shortly after the yellow-robed middle-aged man arrived, a roar echoed from the sky again, and an even more magnificent and powerful aura suddenly descended from high above.
That aura was like mountains and seas, several times stronger than the combined might of the yellow-robed middle-aged man and the black-robed old man, shaking everyone's hearts.
The cultivators looked up, only to see a sword escape light shooting from the distant horizon, as fast as lightning, landing steadily not far from the two Nascent Soul Cultivators.
