What was the Heaven-Breaking Pavilion? It was the hallowed hall that every Martial Artist on the Celestial Yang Continent dreamed of. It wasn't just them; even venerable masters of old yearned to enter the Heaven-Breaking Pavilion.
This was evident from the crowds that had entered the Starry Sky Ancient Road before them.
That all sounded well and good, but setting all else aside, they weren't even sure if they could pass through the vast, white mist before them unscathed.
Just as they were thinking this, Hua Jianzhong stepped to the side, clearing the path and motioning for the Martial Artists to advance.
The crowd exchanged glances, but no one dared to move.
But this situation only lasted for a moment before someone broke the stalemate.
"Seniors, may I ask where Lin Hao is now?" a Martial Artist asked, stepping forward to stand before Hua Jianzhong. His demeanor was calm and dignified.
The one to act this way at such a time was, naturally, Yang Qingtian.
