An old man stood there with his hands behind his back, sweeping his gaze over the crowd. "This old man is Lingxiao Venerable of the Myriad Sword Sect."
Everyone promptly saluted him.
Lingxiao Venerable continued, "The current situation has exceeded everyone's expectations. No one thought that those entering the ruins would be randomly assigned together. In such a vast Nine Swords Sect, this old man is actually the only one here. However, if we wish to improve our chances of survival, everyone must be more careful. Do not touch any mechanisms and bring disaster upon us all."
"Lingxiao Venerable is right."
Venerable Hongyue nodded and said, "This old man is Venerable Hongyue of the Sword-Wielding Pavilion. Based on my experience, I fear we will have to traverse the road ahead on our own for some time. Therefore, I need to know everyone's cultivation level so I can make better arrangements when facing danger. Those in the True God Realm and God Realm, please step forward."
Ye Tianyi and roughly four hundred others stepped forward.
Seeing this, they were relatively satisfied.
Out of more than five hundred people, so many were at this realm. Though most were juniors, their cultivation was not low. Not bad.
"Good. This old man now has a general idea. I hope that everyone will follow the arrangements of Lingxiao Venerable and myself from here on. This is not only for our sake, but for your own as well. Everyone wishes to go farther in, find the Side Hall, perhaps even the Main Hall, and obtain opportunities. I hope none of you will act rashly or do anything that harms others without benefiting yourselves."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Xiang Wandong moved closer to a man.
"Are you Senior Brother Zhao Zhou?"
Xiang Wandong asked.
Zhao Zhou came