Three old men stood in the air, stepping on a cluster of clouds, their entrance brash and flashy.
Zuo Ci took the "Imperial Jade Seal," and upon seeing the drop of blood on it, his face filled with contempt:
"Can't even clean the original owner's mark, they clearly have no idea how to refine magical treasures, just a bunch of small fry indeed."
Blue Star had only just begun their enlightenment and had never seen a magic treasure, and now they were being looked down upon.
Mr. Shuijing held an Eight Diagrams Mirror in his hand, maintaining the Gravity Array, and also spoke up:
"These Outer Heaven Strange People have a shallow foundation; they are not of any formidable school of thought... We indeed worried too much previously."
The transmigrators were pressed down by ten times the gravity and their cultivation was exposed in their desperate struggles.
