"Why... is it like this?"
The leading Kun Cultivator muttered to herself after hearing Wen Yang's explanation. Then, her expression turned fierce, the Fire Spirit Qi around her surged, and she pointed at Wen Yang, snapping, "Why is it like this? And why are you here?"
Wen Yang's expression turned cold. "Are you sure you want to talk about this here?" he asked indifferently.
Just then, the soft sun in the sky suddenly turned scorching. The roiling dust and water vapor near True Yang Mountain began to recede at a visible rate under the sudden rays of sunlight.
"It's a technique of the Yuqing Sect. Fellow Daoist Xin Shi, we shouldn't linger here..."
Wen Yuan looked at Xin Shi, her expression grave. She only spoke the first half of her sentence aloud; the second half was presumably communicated to Xin Shi via voice transmission.
