Once this person truly has the same intentions as him, he would be completely passive and utterly at a disadvantage!
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Five days after the banquet ended.
Xu Ping and the others eagerly awaited, finally welcoming the day to board the spirit ship bound for Wind Country.
On this day, Yellow Sand City's port was bustling with activity, as many cultivators gathered here, preparing to board the spirit ship heading to Wind Country.
The members of the Purple Mountain Association stood quietly in a corner of the port, silently waiting.
At this moment, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps approached.
Another elderly person, at the Fake Pill Realm, leading a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators, strode aggressively toward where the members of the Purple Mountain Association stood.
He was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with golden dragon patterns, each step seeming to carry an invisible sense of oppression.
