We Didn’t Die!

Yun Yang's thoughts were swirling in his head; he was completely befuddled by the series of incidents that should not have happened, and yet, impossibly, was still happening.

The strange occurrences, from the borderless, dark clouds gathering together and speeding towards Yutang, had already far exceeded Yun Yang's knowledge regarding the capabilities of the current batch of cultivators. Even when he had not lost his cloud manifestation powers, he knew that it was incredibly difficult to gather such a mass of clouds, what more dark clouds that contained an incredibly frightening power. When it came to the black-clothed attacker's cultivation base and ability, Yun Yang was able to conclude confidently that his cultivation base was no weaker than Ling Xiaozui, Jun Moyan, or even Mr. Nian himself.

Even now, Yun Yang was still stoic. His heart was pumping uncontrollably, threatening to jump out of his mouth.