The one leading the group was a dignified elder, whom Yang Ji had seen before. It turned out to be a high-ranking Sect elder who had manifested himself last time in the Hell Arena to relieve Yang Ji of his predicament. Even the Elder of Punishing Evil was utterly respectful towards him and dared not act rashly, indicating his not insignificant status.
Looking at the other two, Yang Ji was slightly taken aback, for he had also met them before.
One was a man whose stature, appearance, and temperament were perfect to the extreme, as if he were the dream lover of thousands of young girls. This man was none other than Wang Tianli, who was all smiles.
The other, exuding a noble and fairy-like aura, was Hao Yun, a True Disciple with smiling eyes full of wisdom, dressed entirely in Dao Devices.
Such a lineup was either top-notch Mahayana or True Successor of Dao, with few in number, but they certainly gave ample face to the Immortal Sword Sect, carrying significant weight.