Visitors from the Transmigrator Association

At the edge of the Starry Sky Barrier of the Lingxiao Immortal Domain, an unusual ripple quietly spread.

Five figures stepped out of the void, each dressed differently, their auras strange and utterly unlike the immortal cultivators commonly seen in the immortal domain.

The one leading them was a young man dressed like a scholar in a blue robe, holding a folding fan.

He sized up the vast galaxy before him and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"So this is the Lingxiao Immortal Domain Senior Yun Zhongzi mentioned in his letter? Good grief, the power of the stars is so dense it's about to overflow."

The red-clothed girl beside him rolled her eyes.

"Passerby A, can you not act like some country bumpkin? What kind of grand scene hasn't our Transmigrator Association seen?"

"Passerby B is right," a burly man beside them with a huge sword case on his back said in a muffled voice. "Don't forget the main business."

"Senior Yun Zhongzi said Sect Master Zhou Qing and Daoist Lord Lin Yan have already come here ahead of us, and told us to make contact with them as soon as possible."

"Got it, got it." The scholar called the first passerby put away his folding fan, closed his eyes, and sensed for a moment, then suddenly raised his brows. "Strange. I'm locating Daoist Lin's system signal through my own system, but why does it feel intermittent?"

A young Daoist in a Daoist robe, holding a horsetail whisk, calculated with his fingers, and his expression changed slightly. "There's an expert in this immortal domain shielding the heavenly secrets."

The last one was a silent woman dressed in black, her face covered by a veil, revealing only a pair of cold, clear eyes.

She suddenly raised her hand and pointed toward