"Swish~~~"
Ning Daoran flicked his sleeve, opening the Cave Mansion Restriction.
"Sect Master Lu, it's been a long time!"
"Junior pays respect to Senior Ning!"
Lu Wenyao stepped into the cave mansion, gracefully performing a bow with folded arms.
Ning Daoran reactivated the prohibition and said, "Little Bai, serve tea, I want to have a chat with Sect Master Lu."
"Yes, Young Master!"
Inside the cool pavilion of the cave mansion, a gentle breeze was blowing.
Ning Daoran and Lu Wenyao sat opposite each other, each with a slight smile.
"So..."
Lu Wenyao's lips moved slightly as she transmitted her voice, "I have also heard a bit about the battle at Martial God Pavilion. Jing Long, the Southern Stone Turtle, and True Yama Monarch were all said to be slain by a Great Cultivator in a blue robe, who possessed a Nascent Soul Stage Spiritual Deer, as well as several Late-Stage Golden Core Spirit Beasts, wielding a spear capable of suppressing heaven and earth."