The male cultivator holding a black long blade's face changed, and he was about to turn around to look.
A figure suddenly appeared beside him, standing side by side with him.
He turned his head abruptly, but there was no figure anymore.
"What the hell?" he said in astonishment.
Looking back, he saw a shadow flashing on the stairs.
At this moment, it was already beside Miao Yin, standing side by side.
"It's a person, a cultivator!!!" The male cultivator holding the black long blade widened his eyes.
With such cultivation, such a realm, walking here, his pace had slowed down.
But the other person ascended the Heavenly Sacred Mountain as easily as drinking water.
It made him feel a bit dumbfounded!
Miao Yin also noticed, even though she was now in crisis.
But that figure was truly astonishing, too dazzling!
"Who, who is it?" she asked, her lips trembling.
But no one answered her!
The figure that had just arrived beside her had already disappeared without a trace.
