Hearing the sound, the expressions of Lu Yi and the two others slightly changed as they stood up.
Elder Ming's brows furrowed as he looked toward a mountain peak where, unbeknownst when, an old man was standing.
Dark spirit light flickered around the old man, and the terrifying Spiritual Pressure distorted the space.
In other areas, several deep, abyss-like auras emerged.
Elder Ming looked at the old man, and a strong sword intent emerged around him. He coldly said, "You Ying Elder, have you recovered from that last sword strike? Yet you dare appear before me."
The old man chuckled, and spirit light flowed around him: "Elder Ming, your strength is indeed formidable, your sword intent reaches the heavens. We cannot detain you, but you are not our target."
Lu Yi felt that several experts had their aura locked on him, making him involuntarily frown.
These fellows, indeed they were coming for him.