Ten Upper Sects

The cultivators of the three gentry clans seemed to have frozen in midair and complete silence ensued as none of them moved.

After the arrival of the black-robed swordsman, even the unbearable Taba Feng with his torrential ferocity earlier on quietened down; a hint of wariness could be seen from the depths of his eyes.

The scene that everyone expected did not happen.

On the contrary, the black-robed swordsman continued walking beneath the three gentry clans in an unhurried manner, step by step just like that under countless gazes.

That was not a distance that was considered far for cultivators.

Be it with movement techniques or riding on their swords, it would merely take slightly more than a hundred breaths.

However, that black-robed swordsman walked for a whole 15 minutes!

The stranger thing was that nobody stopped him or even spoke throughout the entire time.

It was as though everyone's throats were choked!