Wang Youwei stood in a boundless expanse of emerald grassland, his face full of vigilance and a dense protective spiritual light enveloping his body.
He could clearly sense that the spiritual energy here was far more abundant than in the outside world.
Wang Youwei released his divine sense and carefully swept the area within a radius of more than ten li, but found no trace of any other cultivators.
He took out a palm-sized azure jade plate. Runes flickered across its surface. After he cast a hand seal into it, an Azure Lotus bloomed upon the jade plate. The next moment, it let out a piercing shriek, and three azure points of light appeared.
"Looks like my luck isn't bad. Three clansmen are less than a thousand li away from me."
Wang Youwei beamed as he muttered to himself.
The Wang Family had sent twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators into the Secret Realm, divided into four groups of five. As agreed, once they entered the Secret Realm, they were to find a safe place and join up with their clansmen as soon as possible. Only as a team could they bring their strength fully into play; an individual's power was limited.
He took out an Azure Longbow, drew it, nocked an arrow, and aimed it high into the sky.
With a sharp whistle, an azure arrow shot from the bowstring and flew toward the heavens.
Upon reaching the skies, the azure arrow suddenly exploded, transforming into a massive Azure Lotus.
This Azure Lotus could be seen within a thousand li. It was a signal to summon their clansmen. Naturally, it also exposed his own location, but having only just entered the Secret Realm, no one should deliberately target him. Almost at the same moment, a huge phantom of a golden saber