"Iron Sword Divine Nun! You've caused a great offense! Come out and accept your fate, you ['crosswords such as stubborn, stubborn, stubborn']!"
The Iron Crane soared, flying high into the sky, its ['crosswords such as stubborn, stubborn, stubborn'] cries resonating with the power of a thousand years of Daoist cultivation, echoing for miles, shaking heaven and earth, immediately forcing two Nascent Soul cultivators, who were refining treasures in the temple, to come out and greet them.
"I am Ci Yun, unaware of the Immortal's arrival, pardon for not greeting you from afar, please take a seat..."
Tie Dan sat on the crane's back, not saluting, surveying coldly.
He saw one of them dressed as a nun and the other as a scholar in a green robe. He calculated, knowing this trio was missing one, who should be in Suiyang setting up the array for the tribulation, not yet having joined the party.
