Chapter 869: Lingering Sunlight Over The Huai River (I)
The wind along the riverbank was fierce, with dark black rocks scattered among the river waters. The jagged stones created eddies in the flow, some calm, others turbulent. Occasionally the reflections of the sky could be seen in the bends where the water was smooth.
However, there was a single point of brightness amid the dense night fog.
A man in platinum armor rose high into the sky, shining like a white star in the dim night, radiating a blazing light. The cultivators in the north hesitated for a moment, then all looked up at him.
"Li Xuanfeng of Bianyan..."
The crowd of cultivators did not just have rogue cultivators and family cultivators, but also experts. They were all silently waiting for something. The entire stretch of the river from north to south fell eerily silent, leaving only the sound of the surging water.
Si Yuanli was also a decisive man. Once he’d made his decision, his mindset shifted immediately. His sword aura was ethereal as he stood beside Li Xuanfeng.
There were many cultivators on the northern bank, yet they were divided into several factions. Several Buddhist cultivators and Master Monks gradually arrived, settling in the back like immovable mountains. The front was mostly made of family and rogue cultivators conscripted from the northern counties, with their sects often a mix of Daoist, Buddhist, and demonic practitioners. It made for a complicated scene.
The rogue cultivators and minor sect cultivators were clearly much simpler; they were either purely practicing Daoist or devil cultivation, or sometimes both. In any case, they were all demonic in nature, with no real conflict. They were mixed with devil cultivators from all over the southern and northern regions. There were even some from overseas, all here to fish for profit. It made for a chaotic gathering.
Si Yuanli watched for a while and even saw some Zhao State’s banners. He wasn’t surprised; Zhao’s imperial court had become a puppet of the Buddhist Dao, but unlike Wu and Yue, it wasn’t just an empty shell. The Buddhist cultivators used Zhao’s court to conscript cultivators, and it looked more legitimate that way.
He turned to Li Qinghong and spoke softly, "Buddhist cultivators from the Way of Emptiness, Compassion, and Virtuous are gradually arriving. The northern bank is no longer as chaotic and leaderless as before. Buddhist cultivators like to seize the destiny and fortune of this north-south conflict; they definitely won’t give up easily. We must remain vigilant."
Boom!