A bright light flickered on the teleportation formation, and soon, a group of nearly one thousand cultivators from both White Cloud Immortal Sect and Tranquil Vimalā Sect walked out of the formation.
Looking at the rock wall that was sealed off completely, and the countless restrictive runes engraved on the wall, Patriarch Jiang Yun could not help but laugh, "Wu Qi my disciple, you're really a cautious man." Shaking his head, Patriarch Jiang Yun was lost in words for how to judge Wu Qi. He thought of the time when he was still a Gold Core cultivator. With just one sword in his hand, he had stirred up troubles everywhere, and was always thrown into a tizzy by his opponents at the end.
