Nangong Huan and I did not stop either. We flew straight toward the Qian Kun Dao mountain gate. The two of them seemed to realize that we did not welcome them, yet they did not take offense and continued flying over. By the time I looked back again, I found that they had already appeared within my line of sight.
"Was that Wan Songxiao?" I frowned. One of the Spirit Transformation cultivators was actually Wan Songxiao, the possessor of a divine title. The other Spirit Transformation cultivator looked quite old. He was dressed like a member of the Immortal Path Sect as well, and judging by his clothes, there was little difference between him and Wan Songxiao. They were probably both grand elders.
"Hehe, I was wondering which Tenfold Immortal would dare charge headlong into a dangerous place like the Qian Kun Dao mountain gate. It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Xia." Wan Songxiao still wore that trademark smile. They said one could not strike a smiling face, and this sinister fellow certainly had his own remarkable ways.
The old man beside him seemed to recall something after hearing Wan Songxiao mention my surname. He smiled and said, "Could you be Fellow Daoist Xia Yitian, Fellow Daoist Xia? I've long admired your name. It is as thunderous as the heavens!"
I turned around, clasped my hands, and said neither warmly nor coldly, "You flatter me. I never expected to see Fellow Daoist Wan and a fellow Daoist from the Immortal Path Sect here. The two of you traveled ten thousand li to come here. You certainly have some nerve."
As the crown of the world's cultivators, Yuezhou had naturally seen quite a few people advance to the Spirit Transformation Realm after the war among the Nine Provinces began. This