When the voice echoed from the sky, Xu Zimei slightly furrowed his brow.
However, he did not leave the ruins but continued toward the location of another token.
Not long after leaving the sea area and setting foot on land, he came across a group of disciples from Divine Skies Sect on the plain ahead.
Xu Zimei did not see Shen Yu, the Imperial Heir of Divine Skies Peak among them, when he approached the group of disciples.
"Lin, Lin Qiu," someone stammered out Xu Zimei's name.
After all, they too had heard the recent announcement.
"Disciple Lin Qiu, we have no past grudges, and we do not wish to compete with you for the token, please do not kill us," pleaded a disciple hurriedly.
"I won't kill you, but you help me deliver a message to all the disciples within these ruins, and to the Imperial Heirs from each vein as well,"
"I, Lin Qiu, will be waiting for them at the bottom of the valley three miles to the south after three hours have passed,
