Chapter 2130: Chapter 782: Message from the Holy Land, Baili Qingchuan
At that moment, a person flew out from the cloud chariot, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing towards the only Qing Mountain in Baili Qingchuan.
Someone passed by him.
"Yilong, what happened?"
Zeng Yilong didn’t slow down at all but replied, "Junior Master Li, the Supreme Elder has returned!"
The middle-aged cultivator was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
But soon, his face showed wild joy, ignoring the emptiness of his Qi power, he rushed towards the cloud chariot.
Upon reaching it, he hesitated slightly.
Fu Jiusheng, who was standing on the outside, smiled at him and was about to say something when he heard a gentle laughter.
"Is that Ying Zhang?"
A familiar voice!
Li Yingzhang subconsciously swallowed his saliva, then straightened his clothes and boarded the cloud chariot.
"Li Yingzhang, respectfully welcomes the Supreme Elder’s return!"
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
The clear sky gleamed, and the bells rang melodiously.
Outside a cave mansion on Daqing Mountain.
A woman with a flushed face, filled with excitement, was knocking on the door of the cave mansion.
"Master, he’s back!"
Inside the cave mansion, a woman with a veiled face suddenly opened her eyes.
Her entire being shot to the door like a meteor.
But just as she was about to open the cave mansion door, her steps involuntarily halted.
"Really?"
"It must be true, Zeng Yilong personally told me, he even rang the big bell. Now all sect disciples are being gathered to prepare to welcome him. Master, you..."
"Ming Yue, you go ahead! I won’t go."
"Uh... Master, you are his Dao Companion, how can you not go?"
The woman raised her hand, the black veil covered her arm, and subconsciously touched her cheek beneath the veil, then shook her head in resignation.
"I’m not convenient, you go ahead, you are now the Sect Master of Luo Tian Sect, you must be present, don’t be late."
Yao Mingyue was puzzled, but listening to the increasingly urgent bell sounds, she ultimately left.
After she left, the woman sighed softly and murmured:
"It’s good that he’s back, it’s good that he’s back."
Under the bell’s sound, figures like streams converged, gathering from all directions of Baili Qingchuan.
Yao Mingyue donned her most formal attire, standing in front of the crowd.
Among the puzzled gazes of three hundred sect disciples, she respectfully greeted.
"Yao Mingyue, respectfully welcomes the Supreme Elder’s return!"
Upon these words, the crowd burst into an uproar.
At that moment, a pressure as immense as the sky slowly spread out.
Majestic yet not sharp, vast and incredibly gentle.
Like the might of heaven, yet akin to a spring breeze.
It felt as if a kind elder was watching over them.
Everyone realized something, stretched their necks, widened their eyes, and stared intently at the cloud chariot emitting brilliant light.
Cultivators walked out of it, in two rows, holding a ceremonial stance.
Among them were the venerable Fu Jiusheng, the white-haired Min Longyu who labored for the sect, and Tian Kuizi Chu Kui with numerous battle achievements.
The rising star Yang Pingdu stood among them.
The recently renowned Li Yingzhang was also on the cloud chariot at some point, standing respectfully to the side.
Then, a man with a tall and straight figure, like a drawn sword, slowly walked out.
No one noticed Gu Caiyi and Qu Lingjun standing beside him; everyone’s eyes were locked onto those eyes resembling sun, moon, and stars.
An image of Luo Chen has always been enshrined in the Ancestor Hall.
Every beginner remembers that face.
Even though a hundred years have passed, it’s still etched in their minds.
It’s him!
It truly is him!
Yao Mingyue spoke again.
"Cultivators of Luo Tian, respectfully welcome the Supreme Elder’s return!"
This time, everyone responded in unison, their voices as thunderous as rolling thunder.
Luo Chen watched this scene, nodding slightly.
Just one sentence, "I’m back," and the voices ceased.
In his heart, he felt poignant; once at his peak, Luo Tian Sect had thousands of disciples, and now only these three hundred remain.
His departure truly wasn’t at the right time!
Suddenly.
His gaze focused.
"Where is Hui Niang?"