Swoosh! Swoosh!!
At noon, the sound of tearing through the air rang out as more than a dozen powerful experts flew down from the mountain peak above.
These dozen-plus experts included men and women, old and young. Every single one of them possessed Martial Saint realm cultivation, and their auras surged powerfully.
The mighty pressure, descending like a great mountain, instantly caused the noisy plaza to quiet down in an instant.
Swish, swish, swish!
In the blink of an eye, the dozen-plus experts landed at the edge of the plaza.
At the lead was a plump, middle-aged elder in green robes. He swept his gaze across the entire plaza, nodded slightly, and smiled, "Not bad, four Martial Saints and over four hundred in the Martial Venerable realm!"
The elder was clearly very satisfied. Recruiting high-level martial artists was naturally much better than recruiting low-level ones.
Of course, as for loyalty, that would have to be considered separately.
"Ming Han, you take charge of these four Martial Saints!" the elder said to a young Martial Saint beside him.
This young Martial Saint was dressed in a purple robe, with a figure as upright as a pine tree and an extremely handsome face. However, his expression was exceptionally detached, and his gaze carried an aloof arrogance.
"Hmph!"
Ming Han nodded, then cast his detached gaze toward Su Mo and the other three Martial Saints, shouting loudly, "You four, follow me!"
With that, Ming Han's figure soared into the sky, flying toward another mountain peak not far away.
Seeing this, Su Mo followed along, and the other three Martial Saints likewise followed behind.
Among the other three martial artists, one was a middle-aged man with a gaunt, emaciated face like withered wood. The other two were a man and a woman.
The man