Taoist Longshan saw Divine Feather Grand General and Cyan Bull Blade Master. As the two just landed and hadn't yet had time to ask questions, Taoist Longshan had already arrived.
All eyes turned to Taoist Longshan. Luo Wentian and others felt a sense of joy, and their previously tense hearts suddenly relaxed completely.
"Master!"
Taoist Longshan nodded slightly. He looked at the bloodstains on Divine Feather Grand General and Cyan Bull Blade Master and, recalling the recent astonishing blood light, realized he must have misunderstood.
That wasn't the blood light of Old Demon Lin attacking True Martial Mountain; it was the final dance before his death.
He thought that Divine Feather Grand General and Cyan Bull Blade Master must have intercepted Old Demon Lin in advance, sparing the True Martial Sect from this disaster.
With this thought, gratitude instantly rose on his face and eyes.
But the hearty laughter of Cyan Bull Blade Master left him momentarily stunned:
