Ever since the large man arrived, no other cultivators had come in a short time, so the three of them went about their own business, with no one actively seeking to strike up a conversation with the others.
For nearly half a month, as the miasma had mostly dissipated, astonishing streaks of light finally appeared on the horizon. Two surprising rainbows, connected at the edges, streaked straight towards the peak like a long ribbon.
After circling above the heads of the three, the streaks of light landed neatly in the space between them, revealing a man and a woman.
The man was the wealthy elder from the Nine Nether Sect, and the woman was a beautiful lady in black with slightly thick eyebrows but a face as cold as frost.
