The Star Pavilion's encampment stood on the ancestral grounds of a cultivation Lineage formerly known as Ding Family Fortress. After war broke out, Ding Family Fortress chose to join Jiannan Academy's side, so the Star Pavilion and the other two major sects established their encampments there.
With its defensive restrictive spells newly rearranged, Ding Family Fortress was now many times more secure than before.
Qin Fengming and the two others stood a thousand miles from the ancestral grounds of Ding Family Fortress and went no farther. The glimmer of numerous restrictive spells already showed across the land before them. Without someone to guide them, they naturally could not enter.
"Greetings, seniors. Have the three of you come to enter the fortress?"
The three had barely stopped when a ripple of energy appeared two or three miles away, revealing a middle-aged cultivator dressed in white. He cupped his hands in greeting and asked courteously.
"Yes, indeed. I am Lu Dongchen of Skull Valley. My younger brother, Fellow Daoist Qin, and I wish to enter Ding Family Fortress. Please announce our arrival." Lu Dongchen spoke in an exceedingly mild tone, cupping his hands toward the middle-aged cultivator in the distance.
"So you are the two Senior Lu brothers. I will notify an Old Ancestor at once and ask him to come welcome you."
The middle-aged cultivator was quick-witted and seemed to have heard of the Lu brothers. Bowing, he immediately took out a voice-transmission talisman and sent it off with a wave.
Qin Fengming stood to one side, watching cultivators continually streak past in the distance, his mind at ease.
He knew those cultivators all carried special tokens. Each token had formed a unique connection with its bearer's soul. Even if another cultivator captured one of them, it would be difficult to