A moment later, the black streak of light had already flown to a point not far above Wei Suo and the others' heads.
That black escape light was actually a black, single-log canoe-shaped magical artifact, with four cultivators standing atop it.
Wei Suo's eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. Before those four cultivators could clearly make him out, he had already carefully examined them.
The four cultivators consisted of three men and one woman: an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young-looking man and woman.
The old man had a long, narrow face and a small goatee. More than twenty bright yellow oval gemstones were set into his azure leather robe, making him look quite peculiar.
The middle-aged man had regular features, but his eyes were filled with Killing Intent, making him appear exceptionally vicious. He wore a scarlet Dharma robe emblazoned with two three-legged toads on either side of his chest.
Of the young-looking pair, the man wore a purple Daoist robe and a white jade crown, with fair skin. The woman wore an emerald-green Dharma robe and held a silver flute. A plum blossom-shaped forehead ornament was affixed between her brows, and a golden hairpin swayed in her hair. Her face was somewhat round, but she was still exceedingly beautiful.
At this moment, all four cultivators wore uncertain, suspicious expressions.
After flying several hundred zhang closer, the four cultivators also saw Wei Suo, Li Xieyi, and the others.
"Who are you people?" These four cultivators were quite cautious. Seeing the white-haired Lu Family Cultivator and his group all gathered behind Wei Suo and Li Xieyi, and noticing that Wei Suo and Li Xieyi seemed to possess extraordinary bearing, they did not immediately make a move. After exchanging glances, the old man with the long, narrow face