Desolate Continent Powers

At this moment, Wei Suo and the others stood before an uninhabited ancient city in a desert wasteland. The entire city had weathered away, leaving only enormous broken walls, their patterns long since erased, making them look like nothing more than massive remnants of stone. Behind this ancient city, which spanned several dozen miles, lay another boundless stretch of desert. Yet when Wei Suo and the others reached the front of the city, light flashed, and two streams of escaping light seemed to appear out of thin air, emerging from the sky behind the ancient city and flying toward them. As the two streams drew closer, they revealed a young male and female cultivator. Their attire was very similar: both wore moon-white robes, their hair bound behind their heads with azure jade rings into ponytails. The man was tall and straight-backed, with a square, handsome face, while the woman had an oval face, fair skin, and a striking appearance. One stood upon a white jade ruyi, the other upon a vivid scarlet silk ribbon. Both seemed unworldly and elegant, naturally carrying the bearing of disciples from a great sect. "Fellow cultivators, judging by your appearance, you knew our mountain gate was here and came deliberately. May I ask what business you have with our sect?" The two young cultivators stopped more than a hundred zhang before Wei Suo and the others. The young man clasped his hands neither humbly nor arrogantly and asked directly. "Send a message to Feather Phoenix True Person for me. Tell him an old friend has come calling. Tell him that someone who knows Liu Zhong has come from afar to find him, and he will know who it is." Wei Suo did not waste words as he spoke to the two Wuji Heavenly Palace disciples.