The two World Boats emerged from the void and rocked slightly, then several figures leaped down from them.
At the sight, Lu Shi's pupils abruptly contracted. Instinctively, he touched his brow, and a streak of azure light immediately flew out, transforming into an azure jade gourd that barred the way before him. "Who are you?!"
He forced himself to remain calm and demanded an answer in a harsh voice. Yet towering waves had already risen in his heart.
He had no idea where these people had come from. Every one of them possessed an aura like a mountain or an abyss, making his spiritual senses leap in alarm. It felt as though he were facing the great figures of the Nine Lords Alliance themselves.
[Level 15; Lu Shi of the Nine Lords Alliance]
"Nine Lords Alliance?" Chu Mo's gaze shifted slightly as he studied the names above the three people's heads.
The Jade Slip from the Profound Sun Realm had made no mention of a Nine Lords Alliance in the Cloudmist Realm. Could it be some minor faction that had risen here later? Receiving no answer, Lu Shi and his two companions grew even warier, fine beads of sweat already seeping from their foreheads.
Just as he was about to buckle under the pressure, Youzhen stepped forward with a grin and casually patted his shoulder. "Why so nervous? I'm your master, and these are your martial uncles."
The pat on his shoulder frightened Lu Shi so badly that his face turned pale. But upon hearing Youzhen's words, he abruptly calmed down and said in sudden realization:
"So you're my master."
He hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed. "Master, you honor us with your presence. Your disciple was too dull-witted to recognize you at once. Please forgive me!"
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