The sound wave was so immense it could be heard for nearly a thousand li!
Some of the Lifebound disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain stationed in the city heard this sound as if a clap of thunder had exploded right next to them, and they dropped to their knees involuntarily!
WHOOSH!
In an instant,
not a single person at the foot of Dragon Tiger Mountain remained standing—commoners and disciples alike all knelt in submission to the imperial authority!
Just then,
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
A series of figures suddenly flew down from Dragon Tiger Mountain, landing before Zhao Rulong.
The one in the lead wore a Kasaya. His features were peaceful, and his brow carried an air of compassion.
It was none other than Zen Master Kong Ming.
Behind him stood Zhang Yunchuan, Ji Chuchu, and other high-ranking members of Dragon Tiger Mountain, but Wang Chongyang was nowhere to be seen.
Zhao Rulong was slightly taken aback to see Zen Master Kong Ming, then narrowed his eyes.
