Up above, Li Yan paid no heed to their gazes and began talking quietly with Jun Ze.
Before long, Li Yan discovered that Jun Ze was adept at dealing with people and communicating with others. Nothing he said inspired the slightest dislike.
Of course, this was also a deliberate effort on Jun Ze's part. The reason Li Yan felt he would ordinarily behave this way, too, was that Jun Ze clearly knew he had another mission to carry out.
Yet he never once tried to probe indirectly. He simply chatted with Li Yan about cultivators who had ascended from the lower realm, making it clear to Li Yan that he was very familiar with them.
Moreover, Jun Ze seemed to be on good terms with many ascended cultivators. He spoke of them casually and readily, which hardly seemed like an act.
After the two had spoken for only a short while, an occasional sweep of their divine sense below showed that everyone had gathered.
Apart from the two of them, who were not wearing sect attire, all seventy people below wore Wangliang Sect robes. They looked neat and uniform, each bearing an impressive air.
After that, Li Yan did not need to say anything further. Jun Ze immediately began announcing the rules for this expedition to the disciples below.
Although Jun Ze's voice remained gentle, he now gave an entirely different impression, radiating an intense sense of pressure...
A gigantic ink-black flood dragon sped through the sky, gently swaying its head and tail. The dozens of cultivators on its back had already divided into two distinct groups.
Standing or sitting, they had further separated into smaller groups, gathering in twos and threes.
Twenty Spirit Transformation cultivators occupied the middle of the flood dragon's back, while fifty Nascent Soul Realm cultivators