While traversing the gale winds earlier, more or less every group had companions who were ambushed and killed.
Yet these surviving cultivators had not even managed to see clearly where their attackers came from.
A few cultivators had Spirit Severing stage seniors from their sects accompanying them, so their circumstances were relatively better.
But after landing, their reactions and expressions were all much the same. Unable to determine who had launched the covert attacks, the cultivators from every faction naturally did not dare trust one another lightly.
Aside from the initial panic, everyone stood where they were, and no one spoke.
An eerie atmosphere permeated the boundless yellow sands.
Though everyone was uneasy, their gazes slowly lifted and settled on Xiao Wujian's silent group of three.
At this moment, the three hovered in the air, paying no attention whatsoever to the other cultivators appearing around them.
After a long silence, Linghu Chan swept her gaze across several figures on the flying ship's deck.
"As expected of Xiao Wujian, the legendary sword cultivator of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect. I never imagined that, in a place of utter peril like Quicksand Land, Fellow Daoist Xiao would safely bring the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect members here ahead of everyone else?"
"This capability truly commands admiration!"
Her tone was calm, as though she were merely stating a fact, yet it carried several hints of questioning.
Before Xiao Wujian could speak, the Xuanjing Cave Master gave a muffled snort and said with an unfriendly expression, "Hmph! Every faction was ambushed within the gale winds of Quicksand Land, suffering horrendous casualties."
"Only the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect remained entirely unaffected. On top of that, the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect was the first group to arrive here. What does that indicate? I need not spell