“Senior Brother Lu Yang, several of my senior brothers and sisters have long wanted to meet you. Would it be convenient for you?”

“Sure, let’s go meet them then.” Lu Yang smiled, sheathing the Qingfeng Sword and casually hanging it at his waist.

Previously, Lu Yang had tried not to reveal the Qingfeng Sword. As it was an immortal blade refined by Wu Yao, he was worried it would be recognized by Great Yu cultivators, thereby inviting trouble.

For instance, the Myriad Spells Daoist Lord attacked the Dao-Seeking Sect after recognizing the Qingfeng Sword and deducing that the sect possessed the immortal treasure left behind by Wu Yao.

Now, Lu Yang had no such concerns. Everyone who knew the Qingfeng Sword’s origin was imprisoned at Incarceration...