The next day, the Sword Master arrived. Ye Fan kept searching for Xu Zun's whereabouts, but Xu Zun seemed to have vanished into thin air; there was simply no trace of him.
Even the deeply rooted Xu Family mobilized all their strength, yet still couldn't find him.
But the three elders had not returned yet.
In utter helplessness, Ye Fan could only personally set out. At this moment, he was the only one who could shoulder such a heavy responsibility.
Zhou Zhimei went with him.
The Sword Master came from beyond the heavens, white robes fluttering. He looked very young, but to cultivators, appearances could be faked; what truly mattered was that his cultivation was very strong.
In Ye Fan's eyes, the Sword Master's cultivation was a notch above Sword Obsession's.
"Greetings, Sword Master!"
A crowd of people immediately bowed.
