After the thousands of disciples saw Yu Ziqian, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother is alive! That's great!"

"I told you he was blessed with good luck! He definitely won't die!"

"With his talent, he definitely has his ways of surviving."

Tianming noticed that Yu Ziqian had completely changed amidst the cheering. He took out a fan, unfolded it, and lightly fanned himself with a cool expression. It gave him an aura of control and assuredness.

"He really knows how to act."

At that moment, a green light appeared in front of Yu Ziqian. "Oh disciple of mine, I finally found you. After I heard about the ambush, I hurried over in fear of losing you! That would be a horrible waste of talent! The dogs of the Supracloud Sanctuary didn't uphold even the most basic of common decency and did something like that. Don't worry, though. Now that I'm in the picture, they’ll pay the price!"

The white-haired man wore a loose azure robe and...