Chapter 14: The Sect Bows Once More
The news spread like wildfire through the sect.
Within the span of a few breaths, disciples flooded out from courtyards and halls, their expressions painted with disbelief, joy, and awe. One by one, they fell to their knees in reverence, recognizing the familiar figure who stood at the entrance to the sect—an impossible sight.
He had returned. The former Sect Master, Li Feng.
From the heart of the fortress-like compound, layers of restrictive formations flickered to life, only to fall one after another. A wave of formidable auras surged outward.
First came twenty Core Formation cultivators, robes flaring with spiritual energy. They moved swiftly, forming a loose perimeter. A breath later, four Nascent Soul Realm elders emerged from the inner sanctum, their faces grave, eyes sharp, each one scanning the man standing before them for any trace of falsehood or illusion.
At the forefront stood a woman in white, her expression unreadable. Mei Lin, current sect leader and the strongest cultivator remaining in the sect, faced the man without flinching.
Elder Wu Li narrowed his eyes, speaking in a low voice. "Impossible... Li Feng was killed. We saw it with our own eyes."
Elder Zhou folded his arms across his chest. "An imposter, perhaps."
The man in question, who now bore the name Xiao Ning, smiled faintly.
They can’t accept what they see. To them, death is final. But in this world, what does death mean to a cultivator who refuses to be buried?
He said nothing. There was no need—yet.