Chapter 167: The Snake Immortal of Mount Beiqin Comes to Aid
“Boom!”
“Rumble…”
The thunder rolled, and the world darkened.
The summer storm ravaged the trees and grasses in the mountains, and amidst the rustling, the sound of snapping branches could be heard from time to time.
Raindrops dripped down from the eaves of the pavilion, coursing down branches and blades of grass, and flowing down the hats and hair of the jianghu people. In the heavy rain, everything appeared somewhat blurred, yet also strikingly clear.
Seeing the Daoist remain seated and silent in the pavilion while their own numbers grew larger, the jianghu people felt more at ease. Not only were more skilled jianghu experts gathering, but also members from many prominent jianghu sects, as well as some well-informed individuals that everyone knew were working for powerful ministers in the court.
With so many people, the atmosphere became increasingly confident, and they edged closer to the pavilion.
However, the Daoist turned his gaze toward the distant scenery.
“Boom!”