Obviously, he recognized those clothes. They were from the Sword Pavilion.
His eyes turned cold. Then, he waved his hand and a scarf appeared in his hand. Then, he wrapped the scarf around his neck and covered half of his face. Then, he slowly walked toward the teleportation node.
Soon, he arrived in front of the dark teleportation array and was stopped by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.
Then, a proud voice was heard and stopped him. "Fellow Daoist, can you stop for a moment?"
As soon as he finished his words, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion slowly walked up to him and asked in a faint voice.
"Fellow Daoist, the Sword Pavilion of the Central Plains is looking for a person. Can I reveal your true appearance?"
Hearing this, his gaze turned cold as he stared mercilessly at the disciple of the Sword Pavilion. The might of a person above the mid foundation establishment stage was slowly being emitted.
