What could have possibly happened that was so good it could make Elder Bai laugh so happily?
"Elder Bai, is one of the sect's ancestors still alive?"
Someone probed.
"No!"
Elder Bai shook her head.
"Elder Bai, stop making us guess. Tell us!"
The other elders were anxious.
Guess!
How could they guess?
If it wasn't an ancestor, who else would cast such a powerful divine ability?
They looked at each other. All the True realm elders were here.
Except for the sect master.
"Eh? Where's the sect master?"
"Isn't he there?"
One of the elders pointed to the distance and said.
The elders scanned it with their divine consciousnesses.
They found that the sect master was standing on the mountain ridge alone, facing the wind. He held his sword and looked up at the sky without moving.
The mountain wind blew.
His clothes fluttered in the wind.
"Sect master, this is..."
