What they had not expected, however, was an unfamiliar face.
He was not wearing the robes of the Purple Sky Holy Land either, making his identity difficult to determine.
"Who are you? Why are you following us? What are you after?"
The tall young man stared at Ning Que with ill intent in his eyes, while the others beside him closed in as well.
They had seen all the disciples of the Purple Sky Holy Land, and none looked anything like him.
He must be an unaffiliated cultivator.
Lei Jue muttered inwardly.
Lei Jue was the tall young man, one of those Burning Heaven Valley had sent to participate in the Holy Land Tournament.
He was already in the Wheel Sea Realm.
Much like the Purple Sky Holy Land, Burning Heaven Valley wanted to use these last few days to send its disciples into the Ten Thousandfold Mountains and see whether they could find any fortuitous opportunities.
"Are you disciples of the Purple Sky Holy Land?"
Ignoring their hostility, Ning Que looked at Lei Jue and the others as he asked.
Despite his question, a trace of doubt remained in Ning Que's eyes.
They were not wearing the robes of the Purple Sky Holy Land. Rather, they seemed to have come from somewhere else.
Upon hearing that Ning Que was looking for the Purple Sky Holy Land, Lei Jue's expression changed at once, his gaze turning vicious. "We aren't! Keep your nose out of other people's business, unless you want this place to become your grave!"
"That's right! Get lost! Our holy lands and sects have claimed the entire Ten Thousandfold Mountains. This isn't a place for unaffiliated cultivators like you!"
The other Burning Heaven Valley disciples chimed in with threats.
Seeing how overbearing they were, Ning Que's expression changed