"Lord Lu Yuan will probably be promoted to Gold Sword Envoy before long!"
At this moment, everyone's reverence for Lu Yuan had nearly reached an unparalleled height.
"Enter the city!"
Lu Yuan sheathed his sword, then turned to the others and said.
"Yes—Lord Lu Yuan!"
Everyone answered in unison.
Afterward, the group headed straight into the county city.
"Grandfather, that man is incredibly powerful. Could he be from that place?"
Before long, a white-haired old man in Daoist robes and a woman in purple actually appeared out of thin air.
"No—he is merely a martial artist!"
The Daoist-robed old man shook his head and sighed. "Perhaps that place does not exist at all. It is time for us to give up as well!"
"Impossible!"
The woman in purple seemed somewhat agitated. Shaking her head, she said, "Along this journey, I have seen quite a few martial artists. Yet even First Rank martial artists, even so-called Martial Dao Grandmasters, seem to be on an entirely different level from him."
"He is probably just exceptionally gifted."
The Daoist-robed old man still shook his head.
He admitted that the young man had indeed been extraordinary. Though he was only at Third Rank, he possessed strength far beyond First Rank. Even the two Corpse Puppets from earlier had been no different from infants before him—utterly frail.
Even so, compared to those beings said to have emerged from that legendary place, he was still worlds apart. They were simply not on the same level.
One could even say that beings of that sort had already transcended the category of martial artists.
"No matter what, I will not give up!"
Determination shone in the purple-clad woman's eyes.
"Fine. Then let us remain here for the time being and observe this young man carefully!"
The Daoist-robed old