This Is a Blessed Land

For those from a broken Lineage, the chance to follow a Talisman Realm martial artist was naturally the best choice.

At the very least, their safety would be assured.

That was exactly what Tang Anyu thought.

Wuyuanjia had no objection. He nodded slightly and said in a measured voice:

"I was just planning to gather a group of people. It'd be best if you helped."

Then, before the other man could react, he added:

"The reinforcements from Nanyan City should have arrived by now. We need to go help them."

Tang Anyu let out an "ah," looking thoughtful, as if he had guessed something.

"Master Wu, that earth-shaking finger from earlier...?"

He had been near Yehuai City and had seen that enormous finger, which had nearly crushed the city.

Wuyuanjia didn't confirm it outright, but calmly gave his assessment:

"It was probably a Great Being from Nanyan City."

He paused, then added as if asking a rhetorical question:

"Otherwise, we don't have any high-level martial artists capable of dealing with the Dream Star Sect."

That was true. There really weren't any native extreme-realm martial artists in Yehuai City.

Wuyuanjia also knew about the situation with the Nanyan envoy from earlier. He knew the man had ventured deep into the Place of Alienation and seemed to have been tainted, leaving him unable to protect himself.

"True." Tang Anyu nodded, managing to force a smile.

Then Wuyuanjia explained his plans, which mainly involved gathering as many forces as possible.

Tang Anyu squeezed his palm, his expression shifting.

"There's something I should tell you."

He pressed his lips together and continued:

"Before you arrived, I received word that someone else was also gathering forces, doing exactly what you're planning to do..."

"Oh?" Wuyuanjia raised an eyebrow and pressed him for details.

"Who's gathering