The Jade Slip lit up with a faint glow.
Elsewhere.
On the outskirts of the Western Wasteland in Central Province.
Old Ancestor Hunyuan and Old Ancestor Wuji stood in midair, with two teams of fully armed Longevity Realm experts behind them.
Old Ancestor Hunyuan's Storage Ring was stuffed with all manner of lifesaving Magic Treasures.
Old Ancestor Wuji had gone even further, wrapping himself in three layers of Protective Formation until he looked like a bundled rice dumpling.
Their expressions were grave as they discussed how to enter the Immortal-Fall Swamp.
Just then, the Communication Jade Slips at their waists vibrated simultaneously.
Old Ancestor Hunyuan hurriedly took out his Jade Slip and extended his Divine Sense into it.
Zhou Xuan's icy voice exploded in his mind.
"You may go to the Immortal-Fall Swamp."
"But there is one thing you must remember."
"You are strictly forbidden from capturing independent cultivators and throwing them into the poison miasma to scout the way."
Old Ancestor Hunyuan shuddered.
Zhou Xuan's voice continued.
"You must offer top-grade crystal stones as rewards for information and let independent cultivators participate willingly."
"If anyone dares cross my red line, I will wipe out his entire sect first."
"Is that clear?"
Old Ancestor Hunyuan and Old Ancestor Wuji exchanged a glance, each seeing shock in the other's eyes.
They had assumed Zhou Xuan cared only about results, not the methods.
They had never expected him to be so uncompromising about his boundaries.
Old Ancestor Hunyuan hurriedly replied.
"Rest assured, Token Master. Your subordinate would never dare take even half a step beyond the forbidden line."
Old Ancestor Wuji hastened to make his position clear as well.
"I will post the rewards at once and ensure that the independent cultivators participate willingly."
Zhou Xuan snorted coldly.
"That had better be