"Haha, I've been waiting for this day for a long time. It's truly the fortune of our Ghost Ridge Palace to gain such a devilish immortal seed as you."
A few shadows stepped forward through the air along with a burst of loud laughter.
The leader was a middle-aged man in a black robe, with long hair and a simple crown, a gloomy face, yet his mouth emitted a hearty laugh. This was the Sect Master of Ghost Ridge Palace, Zhang Junwei.
His strength had improved again in the past three years, and now he had reached the fourth level of the Dao Platform Realm. However, this cultivation was still far from Su Jie's current level.
Following Zhang Junwei were Elder Tang Peiqing of Ghost Ridge Palace and Su Jie's master, Taoist Qiu.
"Without the cultivation of the sect, there would be no me, Su Jie, today. I dare not claim credit with arrogance."
Su Jie jumped down from the Thousand-Hand Centipede and came before Zhang Junwei.
