???????My heart surged with excitement. This outfit, this powerful aura, and that Azure Heaven Scroll that had once shaken me to the core—she was Granny Ancestor!
"Fellow Daoist! How are things up ahead?" Yin Yihua arrived nearby. He did not immediately make a move, but instead asked about the situation. Clearly, if the other party said the situation was under control, he would not act. He needed to conserve his remaining energy.
"Can't you see for yourself?" Granny Ancestor said calmly without turning her head. Then she raised the scroll toward the front, and the azure mist began roiling even more fiercely. It was far more powerful than when she had dealt with Du Gujian.
The one battling Venerable Tu Tian inside was a white-haired old man. He was frail and feeble, looking as though he were already at death's door. His clothes were tattered and ragged, making him resemble a beggar by the roadside. Yet there was not a speck of grime on them; they had merely been washed until they had faded white.
He controlled something tiny that looked like a long needle. That thing flashed brightly and moved at an absurd speed. Under the might of Granny Ancestor's magic treasure, it shot through Venerable Tu Tian's body again and again!
A sword pill!
My expression suddenly changed. That old man looked so frail and feeble, yet he actually possessed a sword pill? He had truly opened my eyes!
The group sent to receive us and Luo Qinggu's group had similarities. For example, one person specialized in using spell-type magic treasures, while the other was a sword cultivator. Perhaps the Immortal Sect felt that such a pairing offered greater advantages.
Luo Qinggu and Yin Yihua exchanged a solemn look. I saw wariness in their eyes. Clearly, if a