"Is that… who I think it is?"
"But that's impossible!"
"We must be going crazy."
"That's Riley fucking Mason!"
The disciples gathered around the sect looked up in awe as Riley descended from the sky, landing in front of the Scripture Pavilion with an air of absolute grace and skill.
His arrival was nothing short of spectacular.
The sect had been mocking him for years, and now, here he was, exuding an overwhelming presence that made everyone question what they thought they knew about him.
No one dared to approach him immediately. The fact that he had arrived without the use of a flying sword, instead soaring through the sky on his own power, meant only one thing: he was likely already in the Golden Core Realm.
That was a level of cultivation no one had expected him to reach so quickly. The former "trash" had now surpassed them all, becoming a senior in cultivation.
