That muffled groan seemed to have come from that old man.
The three brothers exchanged a glance, their eyelids twitching wildly.
They vaguely sensed that the old man was probably crippled!
This definitely had something to do with the flower their benefactor had blown away.
This man's divine abilities were simply unfathomable.
Sect Master Tongtian continued forward as if nothing had happened, his expression relaxed and composed.
He looked as though he were merely sightseeing, without the slightest hint of tension.
In fact, Sect Master Tongtian had always been like this.
Once they began climbing the steps, they found that they stretched densely upward, seeming endless and with no summit in sight.
No one knew how long they would have to walk before reaching the Demon God Hall atop the mountain!
Sect Master Tongtian casually plucked many flowers from the roadside and wove them into three beautiful wreaths, placing one on each of the brothers' heads.
They looked extremely strange and amusing.
But the brothers did not feel that anything was wrong. They happily wore the wreaths and followed closely behind Sect Master Tongtian, matching him step for step.
"If you can leave this place safely, what will you do?"
Sect Master Tongtian asked casually.
"We'll return to our own kingdom and reclaim our positions."
"If you ever need anything in the future, just send word to us, sir. Once we know, we'll do everything in our power to help."
"This is a token from our homeland. You can use it to send word to any place bearing this mark. We should learn of it very quickly and respond."
Sect Master Tongtian accepted the token. It looked completely ordinary.
Still, he put it away and nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your thoughtfulness."
"It's only right. We're honored that you think