"Where's the Taoist from?"
Tie Dan raised his head and stood up,
"Nine Yin Mountain! Beichen Sword Sect!"
The mass of threadworms revolved once, and finally, from the end of the thread, an old man's face emerged. Through the whale's retina, it seemed like peering through the glass window of a ship, examining Tie Dan.
"Never heard of it."
Tie Dan opened his eyes wide,
"You're talking nonsense! Isn't Penglai also part of the Mystic Sect? How could you not have heard of My Sword Sect!"
The threadworm man's face wrinkled together,
"Where's the Mystic Sect?"
Tie Dan saw that the guy seemed genuinely confused and felt a bit uneasy. Could it be that in just five hundred years, not only was Nine Yin Sword Sect eradicated, but even the Mystic Sect was wiped out with no one knowing about it? Impossible!
