Old Acquaintance?

Under Cao Zhengping's guidance, they passed the front hall and crossed a secluded mountain path, arriving at the true mountain gate of Lingmiao Blessed Land.

A colossal illusory mist barrier, seemingly woven from light, shadow, and water vapor, stood before them. Flowing radiance shimmered across its surface, where profound runes flickered in and out of existence.

This was the first gate of Lingmiao Blessed Land!

Cao Zhengping formed a spirit incantation, and the mist opened into a passage. Four cultivators clad in the robes of Lingxu Sect Inner Sect Disciples appeared, all of them at the Void Heaven Level or above.

The leader had even reached Two Tribulations of Heavenly Change, his aura deep and steady, his gaze sharp as lightning.

Beside them crouched a jet-black beast resembling a qilin, with a single horn upon its head. Its nostrils twitched faintly, as though it were discerning every subtle shift in the newcomers' auras.

Upon arriving here, Cao Zhengping reined in all his emotions and became exceedingly solemn.

He stopped and cupped his hands toward the lead mountain-guarding disciple. "Senior Brother Qi, this honored guest has come to pay a visit bearing a token from the Spiritual Treasure Holy Land."

"Spiritual Treasure Holy Land?" The lead mountain-guarding disciple revealed a trace of surprise.

At those words, the scrutinizing gazes of the others softened slightly as well.

The Spiritual Treasure Holy Land stood foremost among the Righteous Sects. Its Holy Lord was also a Spirit Venerable, and its prestige within the Spirit Realm could be called unrivaled beneath heaven.

Naturally, disciples of the Spiritual Treasure Holy Land were honored guests of every major sect.

Cao Zhengping's lips moved slightly as he secretly transmitted his voice. "He is not a disciple of the Spiritual Treasure Holy Land, but the token in his hand