The visitor looked troubled. It would take a long time. Since the people from Emperor Mountain said it would take a long time, it certainly wasn't a matter of a few weeks. It must be a year or so.
This time is too long.
"I can wait at most ten more days. Within ten days, I need to see the True Martial Saint." the visitor said.
Ximen Liehuo and others heard and looked at the visitor.
"Who are you?" Yao Wanzong asked. If they knew the visitor's background, they might be able to direct him to the right place or even go find it himself.
The premise is that he must be from this side.
The visitor looked at Ximen Liehuo and the others and asked back, "Are you familiar with the True Martial Saint?"
"Nonsense!" Dao Fenghou retorted irritably, "If we weren't familiar, who could enter this Emperor Mountain?"
"Could Eastern City and the Infinite Holy Land enter?"
The visitor heard, clasped their hands to express apology, and said, "Why don't you take a look at this letter?"
