By now, his Divine Sense had firmly locked onto the two peak Nascent Souls.
These two peak Nascent Souls stood together, looking like they were acquainted.
Right after that, as the words fell,
At the spot Chen Qiu's gaze was fixed on, what was previously an empty piece of land now slowly revealed an old man and a middle-aged man materializing out of thin air, exchanging a look before the old man quickly retreated backward, continuously forming Taoist Techniques with his hands.
After retreating a good thirty feet, he violently sat down cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes tightly while his lips moved rapidly.
Behold—