Chapter 63: A Battle That Shocked The Three Kingdoms (part 1)

The cultivators of the Plague Sect were all stunned by the sight of Dryden's entrance. Even the elders, who were supposed to be powerful and composed, were trembling in fear. They knew all too well who Dryden was and what he was capable of.

Dryden's long white hair flowed behind him, his eyes glinting with determination as he surveyed the Plague Sect beneath him. He wore a long black robe with golden trimmings, and on his back was a sheathed sword, its hilt studded with jewels. As he descended, the air around him crackled with power, causing the ground to shake and dust to rise up in a small cloud.

The evil cultivators and elders of the Plague Sect trembled in fear, recognizing the old man before them as Dryden, one of the founders of the three kingdoms and a half-step Golden Core Realm expert. They knew that they were no match for him, but you can't see the panic in their eyes, because they were confident in their Sect Master.