"Huan Zhen Senior Brother, did you actually return from the Cloud Void Domain with a genius after participating in the Liyang Taoist Sect's Spirit Convention once?"
"What kind of genius required by the Sword Sect could emerge from such a remote realm? And yet you happened to discover him."
Suddenly, an old voice arose by Lu Xuan's ear.
Before the voice had faded, a dark light shot in from outside.
The light dissipated, revealing a lean, fierce-looking old man in the hall.
The elder held a giant dark sword in his arms, his gaze sharp, as though he could see through all the illusions of the world.
"Senior Brother Jin, are you doubting our Sword Master's words?"
Another crisp female voice followed, as three figures descended into the hall.
Two women and one man, among them the two women looked identical, but their demeanors differed slightly, one dressed in a white robe, cold as the moon, and the other in a robe like fire, brimming with passion.