The sun was bright and the sky was clear.
When it was broad daylight again, the pole and rope disappeared, together with the banner. Yang Yuhe fell to the ground, like a drowned mouse, and was carried back by the people from Wuyi Sect. However, no one cared about his ending now, because all the attention was drawn to the Dragon Gate Rock outside the Dragon Gate.
Three kilometers away from the town of Dragon Gate, beside the Dragon River, where the terrain was steep, lay a big rock, called the Dragon Gate Rock. It was quite famous in the Dragon Gate area but had no reputation beyond. Even though the rock itself looked spectacular, there was nothing nearby for sight-seeing. Today, early in the morning, someone discovered a figure on the Dragon Gate Rock. He was dressed in white with a single sword, as if waiting for something.
The White Blademaster Lu Shaoyou!!!
