Setting Off

"Has the sect master arrived yet?"

Li Yan asked softly at the same time.

"Elder's token! Y-yes... This disciple greets Elder Zhang!"

The leader was still the one to speak. At a glance, he recognized that the star-shaped token had five points, while the sect master's had six. He was instantly shocked, and when he looked carefully at the newcomer, he shuddered.

He had naturally attended Li Yan's elder promotion ceremony and had seen Elder Zhang from afar, but this Elder Zhang almost never went out. Over time, they had gradually forgotten him.

Thus, at first sight just now, neither he nor the other three disciples had recognized this elder of Falling Star Valley.

Li Yan had already put away the token and was slowly walking toward the hall doors.

The disciple who had led the group was quick-witted. He hurriedly took the lead in making a formal bow and answered swiftly.

"The sect master arrived an hour ago. There are still fifteen disciples inside the hall."

Li Yan nodded, already having a guess in his heart.

"It seemed these fifteen were the disciples he would be taking to Sacred Devil City."

He lightly waved a hand, passed by the four guarding disciples, and walked directly into the hall without slowing.

Seeing that Elder Zhang had not become angry, the four disciples only slowly straightened after Li Yan's figure vanished through the doors.

They exchanged glances and all revealed bitter smiles. They had each seen the sweat seeping from the others' foreheads.

Though they had merely been carrying out their assigned duty, strictly and conscientiously, those lofty experts often decided joy and anger with a single thought.

If you blocked his way, he might consider it a tremendous offense and casually punish you—or even kill you. The sect likely would