The three figures were all powerful experts, their auras vast and boundless, rolling like thunder. They were clearly three Martial Venerable realm experts.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The three moved with incredible speed. One moment they were still at the horizon; the next, they had arrived at Xuan Yu Sect, flying directly above the plaza.
The three stopped. They were middle-aged martial artists, and every one of them was several times stronger than Xuan Yu Sect's sect master.
"Do you have a Starry Sky Teleportation Array here?"
The leader of the three was a bloated middle-aged man. His gaze flashed like lightning as it landed on Xuan Yu Sect's sect master—the old man—and he shouted loudly, his voice shaking the surrounding lands.
The old man, who had been preparing to make a move against Su Mo, immediately changed expression. He hurriedly nodded. "Yes, this sect has a Starry Sky Teleportation Array!"
"Good."
The bloated middle-aged man gave a slight nod, then flicked his sleeve. A small pile of low-grade Spirit Crystals flew toward the old man. "Here are five thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals. We will borrow the Starry Sky Teleportation Array."
His tone was overbearing, leaving no room for refusal.
"Certainly!" The old man agreed without a second word. With a sweep of his sleeve, he collected the flying Spirit Crystals, then said to a young man in brocade robes below, "Take these three friends to the Teleportation Hall."
"Yes!"
The young man in brocade immediately nodded, then led the three middle-aged men toward a hall in the distance.
At this moment, Su Mo watched the three men's retreating figures vanish, and his face darkened.
Damn it!
Those three had barged in directly too, hadn't they?
Five thousand low-grade Spirit Crystals had settled it, yet this old man had demanded one