The wind wailed as several figures whistled through the sky, tearing open streaks of white airwaves.
If anyone else had witnessed this scene, they would have been utterly astonished. To fly through the air and create such a spectacle, every one of them had to be at least an Emperor Realm expert.
Whoosh!
The group came to a stop.
"Senior Brother, this is the ruin we were looking for!"
A young man with sword-like brows turned around within the group.
His aura carried the intent of rending the air. At a glance, one could tell that his strength was extraordinary, at least at the mid-stage Emperor Realm. Yet the "senior brother" he treated with such respect had rather ordinary power and was even seated atop a flying divine beast.
Riding a flying divine beast meant one could not yet fly independently and had not reached the Emperor Realm... Sect disciples respected strength above all else, with seniority determined by cultivation. For a mid-stage Emperor Realm expert to call someone below the Emperor Realm "Senior Brother," and to do so with such genuine respect, was something no one would believe without seeing it for themselves.
"Mm!"
The person addressed as "Senior Brother" clumsily descended from the flying divine beast's back. After patting the beast's head, he finally looked over the surroundings before him.
It was an ordinary valley. Lush trees blotted out the sky and sun, while the cries of insects and birds rang in their ears.
"Where is it?" "Senior Brother" looked around, frowning.
Not only him—even the white-robed young man at his side was filled with puzzlement.
The valley before them was tranquil and serene. There was not the slightest energy fluctuation, not even the aura of a seal. Nothing seemed abnormal.
"This is Elder Hao Yuan's cleverness. He