Hearing that Jian Wuqing was coming, Mo Heyu couldn't help but feel happy.
He stroked his spatial ring. He had already picked the two snow fruits from the snow tree in his courtyard and placed them in a high-grade jade box, which he carried with him in his spatial ring.
He had been worried that if he were to perish, he might not be able to deliver it to Jian Wuqing in person. He was both happy and worried when he learned that Jian Wuqing was coming here.
I'm happy to see them again and fight alongside them, but I'm worried about them facing this unknown crisis.
Wu Wang led the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect down from the sky and landed beside Mu Qing and his group.
Wu Wang was still wearing that white kasaya, his expression solemn, but the golden runes on the white kasaya looked even more majestic.
Wu Wang nodded to Mu Qing and his group, then led the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect to an open space, where they closed their eyes and began reciting scriptures.
A golden aura emanated from Wu Wang and the other cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, accompanied by chanting Buddhist hymns that brought a sense of peace to everyone's ears.
The group from the Pure Immortal Sect instantly felt a sense of lightness. Although cultivators possessed methods to isolate themselves from demonic and ghostly energy, they still experienced some discomfort.
Those present who were unaffected by the ghostly or demonic energy, besides the Wanfo Sect cultivators led by Wuwang, were only Mu Qing, Murong Yu, and Yu Xiaoyao.
Mu Qing summoned the golden lotus again, but there was still no response.
Ever since he sensed the presence of ghostly and demonic energy a few days ago, he had been trying to summon the Golden Lotus, but the Golden Lotus remained unresponsive.
Mu Qing could sense its general situation and guessed that it was upgrading and should wake up soon.
Not long after, Qi Zhantian arrived at Mo Heyu's group with Jian Wuqing.
Looking at the densely packed ghosts and demons on the snowfield not far away, Qi Zhantian's heart tightened, thinking to himself, "I didn't expect that the most serious place in this great calamity of the cultivation world is here."
Zhan Qitian took out his communication token and informed his senior brother, Xuanxin Sword Master, of the news from this place. He also told him that there was only ghost and demonic energy spreading in the Dancao Sect, but no ghosts or demons attacking.
At the same time, he reported to Sword Master Xuanxin that Wuwang of the Wanfa Sect and Yu Xiaoyao of the Lingshou Sect had arrived in the snowfield, and that there was a hidden sect called Jingxian Sect in the snowfield.
He also instructed Xuanxin Sword Master to notify the reinforcements from the Myriad Laws Sect, the Imperial Dynasty, and the aristocratic families to head directly to the snowy plains of the Northern Plains.
The reinforcements from the Central Continent, who had just arrived in the Northern Plains, received a message from the Sword Master Xuanxin and immediately changed the direction of their flying artifacts, heading towards the snowy plains.
That night, cultivators from the Myriad Laws Sect, the Imperial Dynasty, and the four major families of the Central Continent arrived at the snowfields of the Northern Plains.
The Celestial Ancestor had already arrived when Yu Xiaoyao appeared, dressed in a black protective robe, hidden in the shadows, and was not discovered by anyone.
Nangong Tianci and a group of alchemists from the Dancao Sect, led by Master Qingsang, also arrived at the snowy plains of the Northern Plains.
Yi Xiuming, who had been keeping an eye on Nangong Tianci, also arrived with the cultivators from the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
Yi Xiuming was still dressed in black, covering his head and face, standing alone in the crowd. It wasn't that everyone was isolating him, but rather that they were afraid of the potent poison in his body and worried about being accidentally injured.
After landing, Yi Xiuming searched for Nangong Tianci's figure with his eyes. Seeing the busy young man, he felt relieved.
Nangong Tianci noticed the gaze falling on him, looked up and gave Yi Xiuming a sweet smile.
An overwhelming joy welled up in Ishuming's heart, and a gentleness he had never seen appeared on his face hidden beneath the black hood.
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