Chapter 550: Turmoil
Cloudwater Upper Sect, Ningyun Ravine.
This place was perpetually blanketed by dense, impenetrable mist, situated in the most remote western corner of the sect's territory. Under ordinary circumstances, few disciples ever set foot here.
Jiang Shangui sat cross-legged, his complexion carrying a sickly pallor.
Just then, an extremely quiet set of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, falling on the wet bluestone slabs and nearly swallowed by the sound of the ravine water.
The two personal disciples of Jiang Shangui standing guard at the entrance, the instant they recognized the newcomer, both changed expressions at once and hurriedly bowed with clasped fists, their voices filled with reverence, "Sect Master!"
The newcomer was the current Sect Master of the Cloudwater Upper Sect, Xue Suhe.
This elderly man in his twilight years still wore a plain, undyed robe. White hair and white brows hung low. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as trenches, and his body was so lean and spare that a gust of wind seemed like it could blow him over.
Yet with him standing there, the churning mist on all sides parted of its own accord. An unfathomably deep Grandmaster pressure spread outward without a sound.
He was a peak Eighth Revolution Grandmaster, ranked on the Grandmaster rankings for a hundred years. Among the Yan Kingdom's Six Great Upper Sects, he may not have been the most powerful in terms of combat strength, yet his seniority was among the highest of all.