Flying over the Desert of the Fallen, two powerhouses streaked across the sky at breathtaking speed.
Their expressions were solemn; their gazes locked firmly toward the Southern Region as turbulent spiritual energy churned faintly around them.
They were ancestors of the ancient Liu Clan and the Sun Clan.
If news of their appearance near the Southern Region were to spread, countless cultivators would dismiss it as nonsense.
These figures had not shown themselves publicly for over two decades. Many even believed they had long since retreated into deep seclusion, or worse, perished.
Yet here they were, traveling openly toward the Southern Region.
At the Southern Region's border garrison, Mo Jian sat calmly alongside four regional leaders.
Their expressions were steady, betraying no fear despite the intelligence they had just received.
