Led by the six elders, Li Yun and the others walked toward the center of the isolated island.
That area was the reserved territory of the Five Supreme Factions. Only members of those five factions were allowed to stay there.
If cultivators from other factions dared to occupy that area presumptuously, even a first-rate faction would meet a miserable end.
Not long after Li Yun and his group took their positions, a series of sharp sounds rang out from the distance.
Immediately after, a cyan spirit boat nearly one thousand meters long shot over and landed on the isolated island in only two or three breaths.
At the prow of the cyan spirit boat stood a gentle and scholarly middle-aged man. Beside him was an elegant young man with an almost identical aura and a faint smile on his face.
Behind them were dozens of young cultivators.
