Yu Zhao's corner was fairly far from the crowd, so Li Tianming simply stayed nearby, silently waiting for the Nine Li to reach the ancient ruins.
As time passed, Yu Zhao suddenly shifted her sitting posture, causing her disciple token to flip over as well.
At that moment, Li Tianming made a new discovery—the two words "Formless" on the disciple token.
Only members of the nine Guardian Imperial Clans possessed identity tokens with such special engravings.
"Is this jade-like ghostly god race also part of the nine Guardian Imperial Clans?" Li Tianming was somewhat surprised.
Aurora explained, "Not necessarily, but Yu Zhao at least is. The difference is like that between Pan Yan and Tower Master Mo Yu compared to Jiang Beichen—there are differences even among members of the Divine Ruins Clan."
"Understood." Li Tianming came to a realization.
So, she was still a genius of a Guardian Imperial Clan.
A hundred years passed.
An emotionless female voice rang through every corner of the entire Nine Li via a special Dao Formation.
"The ancient ruins have been reached. Please disembark from the Nine Li in an orderly manner. Do not remain within the vessel."
As her voice fell, everyone aboard the Nine Li emerged from the luxurious cosmic astral vessel and disembarked.
During the disembarkation, these geniuses and powerhouses from all over discussed matters in low voices within their respective groups.
"We've finally arrived. I heard there are quite a few treasures within these ancient ruins. Those who explored them before all returned laden with spoils. This time, we must make a good haul."
"I heard the last person to profit from it obtained dozens of Heavenly Venerate Great Daos. Dozens! What kind of concept is that?"
"There are indeed rumors of great gains, but it seems not many