The Immortal-Thorn Wasteland was shrouded in windblown sand all year round. Whether immortal or demon, few ever appeared in this region. Only a handful of beings, such as sandthorns and burrowing rats, made it clear that this was not a completely dead land.
A moment later, the black-robed man appeared at the location Lu Xiaotian had specified. Watching the surging sand, the black-robed man's eyes flickered several times. Just as he was wondering why Lu Xiaotian had yet to arrive, he suddenly looked up. A cyan figure flashed past.
"Your true body hasn't even arrived. Eastern Pill Saint, aren't you being a little too cautious? This is still the territory of the Jade Profound Heavenly Court. If I had the ability to attack you, there wouldn't seem to be much difference between this place and the Soaring Heavens Palace."
The black-robed man let out a mocking laugh, apparently unimpressed by Lu Xiaotian's excessive caution.
"I was simply too lazy to make the trip. Speak. What is it?" Although the destruction of a projection at the Great Sun Immortal Sect had cost Lu Xiaotian somewhat, one over such a short distance would not cause him any trouble.
"I heard that Eastern Pill Saint is going to the Xuanyong Battlefield," the black-robed man said.
"If you can't finish what you have to say in one sentence, then there's no need to continue." Lu Xiaotian cast the other man a cold glance. They had no relationship, and the other man was being so secretive that he was simply wasting Lu Xiaotian's time.
"I ask that Eastern Pill Saint travel with us for a stretch inside the Xuanyong Battlefield when the time comes and lend us a hand."
"You're being vague and wasting my time. I'm leaving. You'd better stay far away from the