After the introductions, Jiang Ping learned who these Dao Ancestors were.
Most came from the southwestern corner and could be considered Xuanhuang's neighbors, while a handful came from beyond it.
Without exception, they were martial cultivators who lived along the fringes of Northfall Star Creek.
This was an adventurers' alliance of Dao Ancestors from the outskirts.
Of course, everyone chosen for the treasure expedition had a solid reputation. Their conduct might not be perfectly upright, but at the very least, they kept their word and had no dark past.
Azure Sky Dao Ancestor had carefully selected them, rather than using strength as his yardstick.
As a result, only a few of these Supreme Dao Ancestors were mighty experts at the peak of the Dao Ancestor realm.
Most were Eighth Heaven Dao Ancestors or Seventh Heaven Dao Ancestors who had only just entered the ranks of Supreme Dao Ancestors.
Evil Dao Ancestor, whose quality Jiang Ping had just inspected, had only recently broken through to that level, which was why Jiang Ping had questioned him.
"What, do you still want to fight?"
Sinister vapor streamed from this Dao Ancestor's nostrils. Noticing Jiang Ping staring at him again, he immediately bristled. He was a Supreme Dao Ancestor—how could he tolerate repeated provocations from a junior?
"Harmony is precious. Right now, we are companions who will share life and death."
Gu Chen, dressed in black, spoke with a smile.
Jiang Ping glanced at the old man with graying temples.
Ancient Dust Ancestor was no ordinary figure. He enjoyed great prestige in the southwestern corner, and his strength stood above all others beneath those stars. Many realms regarded him as the leader of the southwestern corner.
Whenever anything major happened in that region, they would ask him to step forward.
He was also one