They were the leaders of Ten Thousand Swords Sect's expedition this time, all key disciples the sect had focused on nurturing.
"Qingqing, Qingling, why haven't you come out to pay your respects to these seniors?"
Wang Changsheng called out. Zhang Wuchen and the other two also had their juniors introduce themselves.
The Ye Family's leader was Ye Yunrong, at the Core Formation Eighth Layer.
The Liu Family's leader was Liu Guangyi, at the Core Formation Eighth Layer. The Zhang Family's leader was Zhang Hongguang, likewise at the Core Formation Eighth Layer.
Wang Changsheng and the other five Nascent Soul Cultivators began chatting, mainly about the Flying Immortal Ruins. Li Rui did not know much about it either.
After chatting for an hour, Li Rui rose to his feet and said, "Daoist Wang, Fairy Zhang, Fairy Ye, Daoist Liu, it's about time. We should be setting off as well; the other Daoists have been waiting impatiently."
An astonishing Sword Intent surged from his body. Specks of blue light emerged and transformed into a blue sword light more than thirty zhang long, radiating an unstoppable aura.
The blue sword light was as solid as a physical object, its blade wrapped in a soft blue glow.
When Sword Cultivators rode their swords through the air, they did not stand atop Flying Swords—they stood atop sword light.
Li Rui and the others, along with Nangong Fu, were the first to leap onto the blue sword light, with everyone else following close behind.
"Go."
As Li Rui's command fell, the blue sword light flared brightly and transformed into a blue rainbow that tore through the sky, covering a thousand zhang in an instant.
Wherever the blue sword light passed, the air rang with a piercing shriek as fierce winds howled past.
Seven days later, the