The Half-Step Ascension Realm was one of the reasons the nine great Immortal Sects had maintained their current balance to this day.
The people of the Golden Feather Sect did not care what the other cultivators were saying.
Their arrival in White Jade City was, in essence, also because of the Mars Starfall incident that had occurred not long ago.
They had come across the sea. At the heart of this group was a young-looking man, a vertical streak of flame standing between his brows. Within his pupils, a faint glimmer of fire often flickered.
"Junior Brother, you received a portion of Mars's Fate Allotment. Do you know where the rest is? We can set out sooner that way."
The ordinary-looking young man beside him asked. The two were senior and junior brothers, yet this senior brother did not lord over the young man with the vertical flame between his brows. On the contrary, he carried a measure of careful restraint before him.
The young man shook his head faintly. "Senior Brother, there is no need to be so cautious. Those powerful figures will not move against juniors like us."
The senior brother smiled. "Junior Brother Zhao, you are a divine son of our Golden Feather Sect. Naturally, we must exercise utmost caution. The cultivators here have far too many schemes. If we are caught unprepared and some shameless person makes a move, I am but a bag of old bones. If I cannot stop them, I would truly have failed the sect's cultivation."
As it turned out, the two truly were senior and junior brothers. Though the senior brother looked like a young man, he was in fact an old monster. He merely had methods to preserve his appearance. Other than the age in his eyes, little about him