Night had passed, and dawn had broken.
The Black Mountain Small Meeting concluded smoothly, with no occurrences of magical duels or murders.
Two streaks of light flew above Black Wind Ridge. Fei Luan, looking in the direction Zhong Shenxiu had departed, asked, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"
"This person is no ordinary individual."
White Bone Scholar toyed with a jade vial in his hand, "According to previous reports, Young Master Shen Xiu had cultivated at least two Divine Skills, one to control spirits and another to teleport through voids. The latter involves the void, so it must be a superior Divine Skill!"
"It seems his combat power is extraordinary, and our step here was not mistaken," Fei Luan muttered to himself.
"This person's background is mysterious, and not just that."
