No sooner had Feng Jun sent out his divine sense than a faint strand of divine sense came back from the other side. "Heaven and Earth, Xuan and Huang."
This strand of divine sense was extremely obscure and used an ancient language. If the insects received it, they probably would not even think it had been sent by a living being. They would only assume that some energy turbulence had fluctuated now and then.
"So it is a fellow cultivator from the Xuanhuang Sect," Feng Jun replied with his divine sense. "How could you possibly be here?"
"Golden Core divine sense?" The other party had clearly sensed the level of his divine sense and was quite surprised. "This is naturally the hunting ground of Two Sects. Which family are you from, little friend? Did any elders accompany you?"
"Nascent Soul Intermediate Stage," Big Shot judged the other party's cultivation and quietly informed Feng Jun. "His Divine Soul is badly damaged."
"This junior, Feng Jun of Liba Beach, greets the True Immortal," Feng Jun answered readily. "Would you like me to notify the Xuanhuang Sect's Great Venerable?"
It was perfectly normal for the other party to look down on his cultivation. There were more than ten Nascent Souls among the surrounding insect swarm. A Golden Core True Adept meddling recklessly would definitely be inappropriate. The other party had only asked whether his elders had come along out of concern for him.
However, he was not about to volunteer his help either. You think my cultivation is too low? Then I'll help call your True Venerable!
"So it is Feng Mountain Lord!" Most of the Xuanhuang Sect's True Immortals had heard of Feng Jun, especially the cultivators who had come to the Insectoid World. The True Immortal said happily, "I am Chen