The ancient path is desolate, fallen leaves are swirling, resembling a long scroll of time.

Dozens of figures arrived here, naturally led by the Scarlet Swordsman, accompanied by a blind young man who appeared somewhat nervous at the moment.

Because after the Blood Sacrifice Array, he never heard his father's voice again.

"They say this is the most powerful sect on the Heaven Martial Continent," said a middle-aged Sword Saint gazing at the Wuji Sect.

They, of course, were travelers.

The reason they came here was simply to find a resting place to carry out the next plan.

"Most powerful, but it doesn't seem that strong," whispered a Sword Saint beside him.

"It's good enough; the old world's practitioners cannot compare with the Heavens."

"Scarlet?" Several people looked at the Scarlet Swordsman.

They saw him silent, eyes vacant, looking in the direction of the Qingfeng lineage, lost in thought...

Only after hearing others call did he slowly come to his senses, with a solemn expression: "This place is extraordinary; there is a Divine Imprint here."

What?

Divine Imprint?

A group of Sword Saints stood in awe, and some questioned, "Could there be a mistake?"

"Absolutely not..." Scarlet shook his head, "The Incomplete Mountain fell from the Heavens to open up the Heaven Martial; the origin should also be in this old land, but I've searched the entire Heaven Martial and found nothing. Now, sensing a Divine Imprint within this small sect, it's unusual."

"Could the origin of the Incomplete Mountain be here?"

"Let's take a look..."

"Wait, after all, this is someone else's territory; we mustn't act rashly."

Although the Human Clan on the old land lacks strength and low realm, they are still our clan, sharing one lineage...

If they recklessly act, doing whatever they please, how would they be different from the Divine Clan?

Scarlet's last words made them fall silent. When they looked again at the Wuji Sect, their eyes burned with enthusiasm.

If the origin of the Incomplete Mountain truly lies dormant here, this place might be a fine choice for "Immortality."

Time passed briefly...

Encouraged by Zhuge Wushuang, Liu Ting'er stepped out resolutely, followed by a group of old men.

Due to the ninth-tier Spirit Pill they consumed, their blood and energy revived, and they moved much more briskly. But upon seeing such a group of "Sword Saints" from afar, the dozen old men were immediately terrified.

Even though the Sword Saints suppressed their aura and Divine Radiance, the invisible pressure emanated from their hearts, reaching their Divine Souls.

They're all damn strong!

Don't panic!

Stay calm.

After all, the Wuji Sect has a Great Emperor of the present era; that's their confidence.

Thinking of this, the dozen old men straightened their backs and walked forward confidently.

As for Liu Ting'er, from her initial nervousness, she gradually calmed down, being an Innate Taoist Body, she naturally felt no such pressure.

Moreover, for some reason, seeing Xu Youbei gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"No way? No way? Is this really the most powerful sect on the old land?" a Sword Saint whispered, showing a peculiar expression.

Out of respect, the Sword Saints did not extend their Divine Senses.

"It's an illusion."

"Is it?"

"A bit absurd."

"Is there not a single young person?"

"Isn't there a middle-aged person over there?"

"Wait... this middle-aged man seems odd; I can't sense his fluctuations, and his Dantian is very dormant."

The Sword Saints whispered among themselves, then began communicating telepathically.

What baffled them more was that those old men, clearly withered in blood and energy, and Life Origin dim, should be in a near-death state.

Yet as they walked, they were full of spirit, each stride commanding and vigorous.

"You are looking for me?" Liu Ting'er asked with curiosity on her face.

Indeed they were.

A group of Sword Saints twitched at the corners of their mouths, exchanged glances, and found themselves at a loss for words.

The Scarlet Swordsman maintained his composure: "I am Scarlet, from the Northern Wing of the Heavens. These are my sect mates, and this is..." He pointed to Xu Youbei, "my disciple."

Paused, then added, "Passing through your great sect, we seek a pure land to cultivate."

The Heavens...

The more than ten members of the Wuji Sect were shocked, even Zhuge Wushuang showed surprise.

Liu Ting'er was momentarily stunned, then said, "You want to cultivate here?"

She felt a bit bewildered.

The Heaven Martial is vast, where can't you cultivate? Why specifically choose the Wuji Sect?

"Yes!" Scarlet nodded, "Of course, we won't disturb your Wuji Sect; on the contrary, we can guide your cultivation..." saying this, he took out a bag of Spirit Stones: "Here are 200,000 Spirit Stones."

Immediately after, he pulled out several cultivation methods: "Emperor-level methods."

"Emperor-level Divine Weapons..." A Sword Saint took out five weapons.

"Twenty seventh-tier Spirit Pills." Another Sword Saint presented Spirit Pills.

In the Sword Saints' view, such rich cultivation resources would be hard for any force on the old land to refuse, wouldn't they?

But the scene suddenly quieted, so much so that one could hear a pin drop.

Liu Ting'er's small face crumpled into puzzlement, seeking help from Zhuge Wushuang. The visitors seemed without malice, and given their origins from the Heavens, logically, as a super sect with a Great Emperor of the present era, they should show hospitality.

Wanting to cultivate here is not a big issue.

The crux is, they suddenly took out these things, each wearing a confident, smiling face.

Zhuge Wushuang smiled faintly and transmitted, "You are the Sect Master."

"..."

Liu Ting'er opened her bright eyes, turned to the Scarlet Swordsman and his group, sighed, "Sigh... I never thought, the Heavens would be so poor, you guys have it rough! Put all these things away!"

The Sword Saints: "???

Liu Ting'er looked at them, and her gaze changed, filled with pity: "We are all Human Clan, sharing a lineage. You've fled here, so how can I, as the Sect Master of the Wuji Sect, stand by and watch you wander? Come, come in!"

"???"

"Um... senior, arrange something," Liu Ting'er said to the Peak Master.

"Oh oh oh... there are still plenty of places empty, please follow me," the Peak Master, realizing, quickly said with a chuckle.

But the dozen Sword Saints were bewildered.

The Heavens are poor?

They're having a hard time?

Fleeing?

Wandering?

That doesn't seem right, does it?

Is there some misunderstanding?

Also, 200,000 Spirit Stones is indeed a considerable amount, even in the Heavens, it's a huge sum!

Including Emperor-level cultivation methods, Emperor-level Divine Weapons, seventh-tier Spirit Pills.

Any one of these things could cause quite a stir in the Northern Wing of the Heavens.

How come in the old land, at your Wuji Sect, they become poor?

It's baffling!

The Scarlet Swordsman silently put away the Spirit Stones, then pointed to Qingfeng and asked, "Can we cultivate over there?"

"No..." Zhuge Wushuang shook his head.

"Right, no!" Liu Ting'er also said.

"Why?" Scarlet was puzzled: "That mountaintop looks barren, vegetation sparse, surely no one has lived there for a long time?"

Yes!

The Sword Saints were perplexed.

But facing their confusion, Zhuge Wushuang did not explain, just shook his head.

The Peak Master quickly said, "Everyone, please come this way."

Under the Peak Master's guidance, the dozen Sword Saints entered the Wuji Sect, standing on the path, they all gazed at Qingfeng.

The kind of "Divine Imprint" feeling seemed to come again.

At this moment, Xu Youbei seemed to sense something, his body involuntarily shivered, as if someone was watching him.

Under the path, only two people remained.

Zhuge Wushuang asked with a smile, "Why did you let them stay?"

Uh!

Liu Ting'er opened her mouth, "I asked you."

"I know, but you are the Sect Master, so I want to hear the reason," Zhuge Wushuang smiled.

"I feel that blind young man is extraordinary."

"What else?"

"This group is also unusual; they're deliberately hiding themselves, but without malice."

"Anything else?"

"Not for now," Liu Ting'er shook her head, unable to figure it out.

Zhuge Wushuang nodded and said, "Your feeling is correct; that young blind man is indeed extraordinary, with innate Taoist Rhyme, and... this group are all in the Quasi-Emperor Realm."

"..."

Liu Ting'er was stunned, feeling as if she had caused a great calamity.

"But they bear no malice," Zhuge Wushuang continued, "so I didn't stop you. Also... they seem quite interested in Qingfeng, something you may want to pay attention to. If given the chance, perhaps you can have deeper exchanges."

"Exchanges on what?" Liu Ting'er asked instinctively.

"Exchange on your invincible path," Zhuge Wushuang said profoundly.