Outside Xiaochi City, on the southern coast.
The sky was bright, and the sea breeze was salty.
"Are you sure... it was You Su from the Profound Sky Sect who killed Ming Dao from the Qiming Sect?"
Someone in the crowd whispered, immediately drawing a lot of attention.
The various prestigious sects had people waiting on the coast for their disciples who entered the island, though these highly regarded Great Cultivators often remained high up in the air or hidden in places unnoticed by others. Meanwhile, those crowding around the teleportation array by the coast were mostly ordinary cultivators or onlookers stirring up the situation.
"That's unlikely, isn't it? Ming Dao's cultivation was at Water Condensation Perfection, he was called Mr. Ming. Who on this island could prevent him from even tearing apart the invitation?"
"What do you know? For such supreme geniuses, all of them are proud and ambitious. They all come for the heritage, who would tear the letter first?"
