The nine-colored light shifted direction. Sword lights, transformed from purple thunder, flew out from the mountain, carving one colossal fissure after another among the mountains outside the main peak.
Lei Jun made his way through the mountains, carefully concealing his form while also remaining vigilant for the sudden descent of purple thunder sword lights that resembled heavenly punishment.
Suddenly, his heart stirred slightly, and his pace slowed; there were people ahead. They were all disciples of the Celestial Master Mansion, but not the Li Clan descendants like Li Xuan and the others from before. Among them were some familiar faces. Shangguan Hong was present, looking somewhat bedraggled along with a few other Celestial Master Mansion disciples, all engaged in heated discussion:
"Was that person just now really Chen Yi, who used to be under Elder Yao's tutelage?"
"It must be that traitor..."
