The four of them didn't have to wait too long.
The two Nascent Souls fighting in the distance gradually moved closer, stirring up huge waves that startled the nearby sea beasts into fleeing, and even the seabirds on Sanjiao Island took flight from afar in alarm.
"An Evil Cultivator, and also at the Nascent Soul level," Xuan Ye's brows slightly furrowed.
Xie Jiuniang asked, "Senior Xuan Ye, do you recognize them?"
"I don't," Xuan Ye shook her head.
Those she didn't recognize, Xuan Qing didn't recognize either.
Yan Lao joined the conversation, "I don't recognize them either. My blind guess is that they are newly advanced Nascent Souls from the past hundred years."
Xie Jiuniang found the old man quite interesting.
People age, but their spirits remain alive, lively in a particularly agile way.
Nobody recognized the other Nascent Soul either, but Xie Jiuniang knew who it was from her foresight and said, "The other Nascent Soul is from the Ao Family."
