The majestic silhouettes, amidst the swirling snow, approached from afar.
The speed of the illusory longsword was extremely fast; at first glance, it was somewhat indistinct, but by the second glance, it was already very close, and by the third glance, it had arrived.
"Silver Moon Sect!"
Ren Qinghuan's eyes revealed a chilling gleam: "By the looks of things, they were already prepared long ago, intending to make a move against my Heavenly Mountain Pavilion!"
As she said, the Silver Moon Sect had clearly set its sights on Heavenly Mountain Pavilion long ago; otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to arrive in such a short time, and they might not even have known about today's events.
"No matter."
Su Han gazed at those numerous silhouettes, squinting slightly, and said with a light smile: "It seems that the cultivators of this Lower-Class Star Region, though possessing high cultivation bases, are quite petty. Rejected, they become irate."
