The six cultivators were scared out of their wits, only coming to a halt after flying dozens of miles. They looked at each other with residual fear.
"Are you... sure... that we were just blasted away... by a sneeze?!"
"It seems…Yes!"
"This is terrifying, is this the human world or hell?!"
By now, their hearts were still pounding. Was this the human world that had only low-level martial artists as per the legends? It seemed more like a hidden dragon and crouching tiger's land.
Dozens of miles away, a slovenly young man strolled around, appearing just like a miscreant from the streets, grumbling as he climbed towards Mount Hua.
"They let me sleep on the Western Region Snow Mountain, and when the gathering was over, they didn't bother to wake me. Ahchoo… I feel as if I've slept for centuries, damn..."
