The response from Ning Qi brought joy to both of them.

Luo Wentian stood up and said:

"Time is of the essence. We need to set off immediately, as True Martial Mountain is far away."

He acted swiftly and went to make arrangements right away.

Ultimately.

Ning Qi and Taoist Longshan led the team, along with Ye Qinghe and several outstanding third-generation disciples, which would serve to broaden their horizons and gain some experience. Meanwhile, on True Martial Mountain, Blade Demon, Qin Yun, and Luo Wentian stayed behind, so there was no need for concern.

Ning Qi did not change his appearance. With the ancient saints reemerging, unless he spoke of it, others would only assume he was an ancient saint returning as well.

Previously, on True Profound Mountain, he was detected by Taoist Baishan because there was a peculiar aura and mark shared among ancient saints. After Ning Qi sensed this, he developed a disguise technique. Now, if discovered by other ancient saints, they would most likely regard him as a fellow practitioner.

In the skies above.

Ning Qi harnessed the Power of Heaven and Earth.

They all flew at breakneck speed, eliciting excitement and amazement from the disciples.

...

Black Sand Sea.

A fleet of tower ship battleships centered around the misty island, spread out in all directions. Some people were prepared for a long-term battle, exploring the conditions to enter the misty island. So far, aside from the Vast Sea Sword Sect, only a few individuals with low cultivation had set foot inside.

Once they emerged, they were promptly 'invited' by the larger forces that had arrived in advance.

Unfortunately, these individuals couldn't explain why they were able to enter. They only recounted some encounters and gains inside, which made the major powers' eyes light up, and they happily accepted these fortunate individuals into their sects, resulting in a tenuous 'win-win' situation.

Of course.

Not everyone was willing to surrender, and those who resisted didn't fare well.

More and more powerful figures arrived.

Initially, a Gang Essence Realm expert was enough to suppress the scene, followed by the need for a Celestial Human Realm, and then a Celestial Being List expert. As time went on, the focus of most Celestial Beings was drawn to the area.

At this moment.

A figure staggered out of the misty area, initially looking around in confusion, disbelief in his eyes, then extreme joy. However, he quickly came to his senses, his gaze became bewildered again, and he sighed as he started to slip away.

This kind of scene was common.

There was no danger in entering the misty island, so many people dared to try.

But this middle-aged man was stopped.

A group of people approached with smiles, their eyes filled with fervor:

"Brother Jinda, others might not know, but we do. You've been inside for more than half a two-hour period. Anyone who stays in there that long must have entered the True Martial Hall. So, how about cooperating with our White Cloud Sect?"

Liu Jinda's face changed, barely managing a smile:

"You must be mistaken. I just went in a quarter of a two-hour period ago. As for that person, I remember they went in long before me."

His eyes darted, and he casually pointed at another martial artist who had just stepped out of the mist, trying to deflect the trouble. But the White Cloud Sect members had secretly monitored and recorded the events, so they knew better. Their leader smiled as they subtly began to encircle Liu Jinda, intending to take him aside without causing a commotion that might attract others.

Liu Jinda cursed quietly, abruptly whistled sharply, and a bird of prey instantly flew over. He tapped the ground with his toes, landing on the bird's back, and yelled angrily:

"Get lost, White Cloud Sect!"

If it had been another sect, it might not have been so bad, but the White Cloud Sect was notorious for being sanctimonious. Falling into their hands meant no good outcome.

The people of White Cloud Sect were furious.

They all gave chase.

In no time.

Gang Qi filled the air above the sea. Liu Jinda proved his abilities, not only with an unusual bird accompanying him but also with remarkable body techniques. He moved across the sea as if on solid ground, initially evading the White Cloud Sect's grasp.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of others.

The entire sea region boiled again.

Liu Jinda instantly became a hot commodity.

Various factions unleashed their means, competing for Liu Jinda. Celestial Human Realm battles ensued, waves surged, even a Celestial Being List expert got involved, creating utter chaos.

When the True Martial Sect arrived, they witnessed this scene.

The sea turned crimson, with bodies floating and sinking into the depth.

Two Celestial Being List experts relentlessly clashed, unleashing True Flame. They tore Liu Jinda's bird apart mid-air, and in his desperation, Liu Jinda himself was ripped apart into a blood mist, dissolving into the air.

All was silent.

Everyone silently observed the scene before them, their previous fervor dissipating. With Liu Jinda dead, there was no further point in fighting.

The bloody spectacle made the third-generation disciples of the True Martial Sect turn slightly pale, realizing the outside world was not as kind as they thought. Without the protection of the True Martial Sect, they would just be meat on the chopping block.

Some disciples' eyes gradually grew resolute, secretly vowing to train diligently to avoid such a fate for their sect.

Taoist Longshan nodded slightly, acknowledging the purpose of bringing the disciples out for experience.

Broaden their understanding, and solidify their Martial Path will, which would gradually elevate a person's potential. While martial root bone matters, postnatal growth is even more important.

After lingering briefly, he prepared to lead his disciples towards the misty island.

They had done their homework before coming.

They understood the general situation inside.

But their arrival immediately caught some people's attention, causing their pupils to contract in apprehension.

"True Martial Sect!"

If there were any sect everybody least wanted to see,

It would undoubtedly be the True Martial Sect.

Not because the True Martial Sect was powerful, but because concerning the reemerging True Martial Hall, the True Martial Sect occupied a 'legitimate' position to some extent. Nobody could say for sure whether the True Martial Sect, upon entering, would claim everything inside. Everyone's efforts might then be for nothing.

Many eyes turned to Taoist Longshan.

The atmosphere grew tense.

An almost imperceptible alliance formed between two camps.

On one side were the people from the True Martial Sect, and on the other were individuals from other sects. Initially, those who were fighting each other now seemed to join forces upon the True Martial Sect's arrival.

Ning Qi lifted his gaze slightly, saying nothing.

"You must be True Man Longshan, I presume. I've heard much about you."

"The True Martial Sect is renowned throughout the world. Seeing it today, I find it indeed full of talent!"

Taoist Longshan frowned slightly, looking at the two individuals blocking their path. They were the same Celestial Being List experts involved in the earlier confrontation, both ranked between twentieth and thirtieth - one a blademan, the other skilled in fist techniques.

He faced them with a peaceful smile and said:

"The praise is undeserved, just the common folks' exaltation; we're not worthy of such accolades."

The black-robed blademan laughed:

"The renown of True Man Tianjian cannot be false in the slightest. However, it's a shame we couldn't meet the senior in person this time."

With these words.

The atmosphere became increasingly odd.

If True Man Tianjian wasn't present, the situation would look quite different with only Taoist Longshan here. After all, numerous Celestial Being List experts were present, keen observers noticed no trace of the number one swordsman in the world.

The other, an elder with white eyebrows, cheerfully invited:

"Seeing you today, I feel an extraordinary affinity with the True Man. How about coming aboard my battleship for a visit, where we can share recent tales and experiences, and gather energy before exploring the island again for maximum efficiency?"

The black-robed blademan also extended an invitation.

A friendly smile played on both their faces.

But Taoist Longshan's smile gradually faded away, and even the younger disciples caught on that these two old scoundrels had ulterior motives, anger rising in their eyes.

Their stares narrowed as they awaited Taoist Longshan's response.

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