Chapter 371 Southwest Storm 7

The setting sun cast its glow, enveloping Wudang Mountain in a brilliant golden light, resembling a heavenly paradise, capturing the awe and attention of many tourists.

Unlike the tourists, the disciples within the Yuxu Palace of Wudang had little interest in admiring the beauty of the sunset, primarily because they, having spent years on Wudang Mountain, had grown accustomed to the sight. Additionally, they all knew that the mood of Sect Leader Zhang, the Heavenly Master of Wudang Sect, had been quite foul these past few days, filling the entire Yuxu Palace with a shadow that made their hearts leap in anxiety.

"Elder Zhou."

As the sun gradually dipped behind the mountain, a middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist robe approached the entrance of the Yuxu Palace, where the sweeping young disciples promptly put down their brooms and greeted him with a bow.