Chapter 515: Just Pass the Great Sun Test

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The disciples of the Chiyan Sword Sect entered the Imperial City only to furrow their brows, their faces as still as water.

It was as if demons had rampaged through the area, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

"Master, we've reached the Imperial City, so why don't we see anyone?" a Disciple asked.

"Haha! Old Ghost Jian! You're still alive?"

Just as the Disciple finished asking, a harsh and arrogant voice suddenly echoed from the ruins.

Whoosh!

With the sound, the clouds in the sky churned, bringing gusts of chilling wind that blew the disciples' fiery red robes and hair. The wind swept up debris from the surrounding ruins, clinking and scattering everywhere, revealing the presence of figures ahead.

They were a group of about a dozen people, all wearing black but with white hair—though some were not fully white, or only half so. The one in front had milky white hair that shone brighter than snow.