"Hmm."
The old woman heard it, and let out a light hum.
But before leaving, she flipped her right hand, revealing more than a dozen Magical Artifacts like mirrors.
The old woman gently tossed these artifacts, causing ripples in the void, and the artifacts merged into the void, disappearing.
...
"..."
At the moment the two left.
In the cave abode, the two discussing Dao stopped in tacit understanding.
A battle at the Nascent Soul level would definitely attract the attention of other strong practitioners, and although the two did not show it, they never neglected monitoring their surroundings.
"They've left. Do you know those two, Daoist friend?" Lin Zheyu asked.
"That old coot is the Island Master of Chixia Island, and that old woman is an Elder from the Yanyue Sect."
"Just a couple of sanctimonious scoundrels, no need to bother about them."
Cao Hongchang said indifferently, with some disdain in his tone.
