The vast procession swept over Tianhai Pass like an enormous cloud of light, speeding toward the border.
After flying for a while, a rough yet somewhat amiable voice quietly sounded beside the ears of Venerable Tianxuan, Chen Fei, and the other Fifteenth Order cultivators from the Xuan Yu Realm through an ingenious method of voice transmission:
"Fellow Daoists, did you arrive at Tianhai Pass only a few days ago?"
Venerable Tianxuan, Shi Ruifeng, and the others were slightly startled. Instinctively, they turned toward the source of the voice.
Not far behind and to the side of their Xuan Yu Realm squad stood a burly middle-aged man with a rather forthright-looking face, nodding slightly in their direction.
The aura radiating from him had reached the peak of the Fifteenth Order. He seemed only one step away from the Great Cang Realm.
Seeing Venerable Tianxuan and the others look over, the burly man revealed an even friendlier smile and continued through voice transmission, "During a march, as long as one does not make a loud commotion, speaking quietly through voice transmission does not violate military regulations."
"My name is Zheng Hongtao. These are all fellow Daoists from Qingyan Realm, the same plane as myself."
Zheng Hongtao gestured to the more than twenty Fifteenth Order cultivators beside him. They too nodded toward the Xuan Yu Realm group, their gazes filled with goodwill.
At such a brutal border pass, cultivators from the same Lower Plane would often naturally huddle together and look after one another in order to survive.
Since Zheng Hongtao had taken the initiative to strike up a conversation, he clearly intended to make friends.
Venerable Tianxuan's gaze flickered slightly. He exchanged glances with Shi Ruifeng and Lin Xunhong beside him, then, after pondering for a moment, cupped his hands toward Zheng