"Brother Jiang."
Just as Jiang Xuan was pondering in silence, a voice suddenly rang out at his side.
Following the sound, Jiang Xuan discovered that the one seeking him out was a man who looked carefree and somewhat frivolous.
He was Lin Changye, a Cultivator Jiang Xuan had just met, and the chief disciple of Nightmare Heaven, another Immortal Sect of the Northern Region.
Nightmare Heaven had always left people with the impression of being quiet, soundless, and sparing with words.
Yet perhaps extremes bred their opposites. The youth before him was precisely the exception within Nightmare Heaven, possessing a lively and unruly temperament.
As all kinds of information concerning Nightmare Heaven flashed through Jiang Xuan's mind, Lin Changye spoke again. "Brother Jiang, your Divine Firmament Sect... only sent these people?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xuan, then swept his gaze across Luo Jingli, Peng Wanli, Xia He, and the others at his side. His tone carried hesitation, mixed with several traces of undisguised doubt.
Though he did not state it outright, his meaning was plain for all to see—he was somewhat dissatisfied that the Divine Firmament Sect had sent so few people.
Upon hearing this, the first emotions that arose in Luo Jingli and Peng Wanli were not anger, but embarrassment.
Compared to Nightmare Heaven, Northern Nether Sect, and Moonfrost Palace—the other three Great Immortal Sects of the Northern Region—the Divine Firmament Sect had indeed sent rather few disciples this time.
For the matter of renewing the covenant between the two provinces, the new generation of disciples from the other three Great Immortal Sects had practically emerged in full force, dispatching all their elites.
If it were the Divine Firmament Sect, it would be equivalent to Jiang Xuan, Zhong Ming, Fang Cun, Qin Wang, and the other