"I am Wang Qingzhou. Greetings, fellow Daoists," Wang Xuan replied.
The three men and one woman were all extraordinary, flowing with unfathomable Dao Rhyme. Moreover, they all maintained vigorous youthful appearances. If they were old monsters who had lived through several eras, they likely would not have chosen such young faces.
They should have been figures who had not lived for very long, yet possessed peerless talent.
The four of them slightly restrained their blazing gazes, shifting them away from the Dao-Carrying Paper bearing Mysterious Symbols as they carefully examined Wang Xuan.
"My name is Yi Hui." The leading gray-haired young man smiled. He held a special tome that illuminated the surrounding ruins, with many blurry scripture passages circling around him.
"Ming Xuan." The woman in the purple dress spoke. She possessed a tranquil beauty and an ethereal temperament, but today, brilliant light gleamed in her eyes.
The other two men introduced themselves as Xuan Yi and Ku Rong. They were both High-level Anomalous Beings, stronger than the two people from the other shore whom Wang Xuan had encountered in the 36th Heaven.
"Fellow Daoist, where do you come from?" Ming Xuan, the only female anomalous being, asked. Her robes fluttered, and amid the boundless remnants left behind after the Sea of Origin vanished, she appeared serene and unworldly.
"Where clouds run deep and mist drifts away, when heavy snow fills the sky, I take a walk through this world," Wang Xuan answered calmly.
"We travel the world together, so why ask where one began?" the gray-haired young man said with a smile. He invited Wang Xuan to sit amid a cluster of meteorites in the ruins, clearly intending to have a proper conversation.
The four of them kept glancing at the Dao-Carrying Paper. They made no attempt to hide