Delivered to the Door

Could he really have some strange fetish?!

Seeing the elders' panic-stricken faces, Jueming sank into thought.

Clearly, unless these people were tired of living, the cultivators of the Water Marsh Sect would never dare fabricate lies to deceive the Sumeru Sect at a time like this.

So the question was—

How had an Ink Drop Realm cultivator crossed two major realms and forcibly slain a Roaming Void Sea Venerable?

Could there truly be someone so heaven-defying in this world?

Or could Heaven and Earth truly be so unfair?

If he could do such things while still in the Ink Drop Realm, then once he reached the Roaming Void Sea realm, would he not be able to strike down even a Supreme Capital cultivator against the odds?!

A trace of absurdity flashed through Jueming's heart.

But... even if the other party truly possessed such means, the two of them could not simply let this go and leave.

Setting everything else aside, just the decree the Arhat had bestowed before their departure—if he learned that the two of them had been frightened off without a fight by someone supposedly in the Ink Drop Realm—would be enough to make them suffer the Arhat's fury of being flayed and having their tendons pulled.

"Let's test him first. If we truly can't defeat him, we can make other plans then."

After pondering for a long time, Jueming finally made his decision.

They could not simply tuck their tails between their legs and slink back to the Sumeru Golden Summit without even trying.

Juechen frowned tightly, his voice low. "Then how are we supposed to find him?"

"We don't even know his name. Are we really supposed to search through the Nine Provinces?!"

Jueming fell silent.

They could indeed seize the magpie's nest and occupy Great