Myriad Forms Mountain

Soon after, the two groups met.

"Fellow Daoists of the Sword sect." Chen Qing called.

"Fellow Daoist Chen." The fifth elder acknowledged and nodded in greeting.

"You are the first people we have met in more than one hundred years. Have you encountered others?" Chen Qing asked.

"We haven't." The fifth elder said while shaking his head in denial.

"Is that so…" Chen Qing muttered, feeling a little disappointed.

If the three swordsmen hadn't met others, they probably didn't know what was going on in the secret realm.

"Fellow Daoists, the three of us have been to the myriad forms' mountain. If you are willing, we can exchange information." One of the other elders spoke.

"We have been to the crystal worms' desert." Chen Qing said and immediately expressed their intent to exchange information.

Less than half an hour later, the two groups finished their information exchange and went their separate ways.