The old man at the head of the sword, Li Huayuan, glared and barked sternly, "Guo Yun, you can do whatever you please within Azure Cloud Province, but now that you've come to Northern Yuan Province, you'd better rein yourselves in!"
Guo Yun was the First Peak Master's true name.
Throughout Eastern Jin, very few dared to address Guo Yun by name. After all, not many had a cultivation level higher than his.
Faced with Li Huayuan of the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect pressing him step by step, Guo Yun, the First Peak Master, did not grow angry. Instead, he gave a cold laugh. "Li Huayuan, are you saying that my Beast Taming Immortal Sect is unworthy of seeking the Ghostface Butterfly?"
"As for opportunities—we each rely on our own methods."
Li Huayuan snorted coldly.
He knew Guo Yun had deliberately set a verbal trap for him. If he said that the Beast Taming Immortal Sect was not allowed to enter Northern Yuan Province to contend for the Ghostface Butterfly's opportunity, he would very likely become a target of public censure.
Let alone Eastern Jin—even across all of Great Jin, cultivators of the ten great sects had equal chances to compete for opportunities.
"Fine."
Guo Yun nodded and said flatly, "Let's go!"
With that, Ink Shadow Mystic Owl beat its wings and vanished soundlessly into the Black Mist.
Li Huayuan glanced impassively at the Immortal Boat carrying Li Xiu and the others, then said solemnly to the three cultivators behind him, "The Beast Taming Immortal Sect is determined to obtain the Ghostface Butterfly. We need to hurry as well!"
The three nodded.
The enormous sword beneath the four of them shuddered, radiating terrifying sword intent as it split apart the Black Mist and disappeared in an instant.
Seeing this, Chen Changming