The oppressive force they released was far beyond what anyone in the Unity Realm could compare with. Their identities as cultivators of the Reincarnation Realm were already laid bare. Yet after the three of them heard my words, their expressions barely changed, as if they had long known the whole story inside out.
"No." The leading female cultivator answered my question very crisply. Then she looked at me and asked, "You're Xia Yitian, aren't you?"
"Then your purpose in coming here is simply to kill me?" I asked coldly.
"No." The leading female cultivator continued answering. I furrowed my brows slightly and asked, "If you're not here to kill me, then what do you want?"
"Come with us for a trip." The female cultivator's tone brooked no argument.
I gave a cold laugh. "What if I say no?"
"Then your spiritual body will come with us for a trip." The female cultivator's face was utterly devoid of emotion, as if she had said those words over a hundred times.
"Go with you? Fine. But I should at least know who you are—and whom you're taking me to meet, right?" I looked at the other man and woman. Whatever expressions the two of them had when they arrived, they still had now.
"We are the Swordbearers of the Dao Alliance. We have orders to apprehend you." The female cultivator's voice remained brisk and merciless.
"Swordbearers? What does that mean?" From the name, I roughly connected them to the little swords hanging from the three of their belts.
"Raise the sword in service of the Dao!" The female cultivator spoke those four words. As soon as they left her mouth, the man and woman beside her flipped their hands and drew their weapons. They clearly intended to launch a forceful attack. After