The next morning, at dawn.
The Dao Sect's mountain-guarding disciples had just changed shifts when they saw a man and a woman stepping through the morning light to pay their respects.
"Esteemed sirs, I am Nangong Wan of Linlang Blessed Land, and this is Muyue of Taiyue Mountain. We have come to request an audience with your sect's Grand Elder, Venerable Hua. Please inform her of our arrival. This is our letter of introduction."
Nangong Wan stood with graceful poise. She extended a fair hand and presented the letter.
Originally, the two had planned to forcibly seize the royal Dao weapon belonging to the Three Prefectures.
But after testing the waters, they discovered that Jiang Yan's strength had already exceeded their expectations.
So they changed their approach and decided to cooperate sincerely with the Three Prefectures.
After all, the calamity that would destroy the world was close at hand. They had to find a way to leave this world. Perhaps it would happen today, perhaps tomorrow, perhaps years from now. Once the lingering effects of the Mother River finally faded, chaos qi would engulf the entire planet—and that would spell the end for everyone.
As Jie Realm martial artists, they could theoretically achieve immortality if no disaster befell them. Naturally, they did not want to be buried along with this planet.
So the two discussed things through the night, then came to the Dao Sect early that morning. They had an inkling that although Jiang Yan was not from any of the Three Sects, he would likely play a decisive role in this cooperation.
"Linlang Blessed Land? Taiyue Mountain? What sort of forces are those?"
The mountain-guarding disciple searched his memories, but still couldn't figure out the origins of these two.
Even so, he accepted the letter, then shook his