"Hehe, Evil God, allow us to introduce ourselves. I am the Southern Border Gu God; the Soul-devouring poison earlier was my handiwork."
The old man in a blue robe, short and exuding a sinister aura, chuckled and said.
"Beihai Blade Man!" The man carrying the sword spoke concisely.
"Amitabha..."
The monk wore a Buddha-like smile and recited a Buddhist declaration, "This humble monk from the West Desert, some benefactors have esteemed me greatly, bestowing upon me the title of West Desert Divine Monk."
"It's you guys."
Upon hearing their introductions, Xiao Zheng slightly furrowed his brow.
These individuals were renowned among the loose cultivators!
In the Martial Arts World, though loose cultivators were a relatively weak force, once strong talents among them rose, they could be much more formidable than the geniuses of the Sanctuaries.
The Southern Border Gu God, Beihai Blade Man, and West Desert Divine Monk were such individuals.
