From the other end of the Heaven-and-Earth Line, an aged voice rang out.
The voice was ethereal, like the incense stick—wisps of smoke curling upward and swaying in the air.
"Elder, someone wishes to see the sect leader."
The middle-aged man spoke calmly.
He did not show these elders any particular reverence.
After all, his strength was not weak.
If not for the differences in their cultivation insights into heaven and earth, perhaps High Person Nine Yang would have taken him as a disciple as well.
At that time, he might well have become one of the elders.
Thus, the middle-aged man was not afraid of these elders.
It could even be said that in the entire Righteous Yang Sect, only High Person Nine Yang commanded his respect.
"Is the sect leader someone just anyone can meet?" An annoyed voice came from the other side of A Thread of Sky.
"He is very strong," the middle-aged man answered concisely.
Just as Xu Zimo could sense it, the middle-aged man's spiritual energy was like an ocean, unfathomably deep.
The middle-aged man had also sensed Xu Zimo's condition, and the result had left him utterly shocked.
The spiritual energy within Xu Zimo's body was like a Mud Pit, countless times deeper than the sea.
Even a single strand of spiritual energy seemed to possess the vast, boundless grandeur of an ocean.
It was precisely because of this feeling that the middle-aged man knew he had encountered a true expert this time.
That was why he had taken the initiative to lead the way.
Since the other party had specifically named High Person Nine Yang, the sect leader, only the sect leader could naturally handle this matter.
The others likely were not even qualified to speak with him.
Upon hearing the middle-aged