CLACK!
Chen Che, Chen Yin, and Meng Qianxun ascended the stone steps.
The two had invited him to join them.
To some extent, this meant they now considered Jinyun Valley a major power, on par with the Meng Family and the Great Chen Royal Family.
Meanwhile, as the three ascended the mountain, the sounds of battle behind them grew increasingly intense.
Clearly, seeing the leaders of the three factions ascending the mountain together was a great morale boost for the Cultivators below.
'A clan with a thousand-year history, trampled underfoot just like that?'
Chen Che mused to himself.
He thought back to when he was just a farm boy, denied the chance to cultivate—just an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect.
But now, he was one of the standard-bearers leading the charge to carve up a thousand-year-old clan.
Moreover, the two elders had intentionally yielded the central, most honored position to him.
'This is a meteoric rise.'
