He sighed, "Brother, what brings you here? Our Nether Ruins Lineage has not yet shown itself to the world. If you wish to visit the esteemed ones, I'm afraid it won't be possible for now."
"To borrow the yin wind of this place, to cross the Wind Disaster," Ji Jingqiu directly replied.
The old man's face was blank. Wind Disaster? What Wind Disaster? Why does it sound somewhat familiar?
"The Wind Disaster of the Heavenly Person Three Calamities?" he tentatively asked, still in disbelief.
Ji Jingqiu nodded.
Then the old man's breathing became particularly rapid, his chest heaving violently.
"You... haven't crossed the Three Calamities yet?" the old man, now known as Thousand Skill, gritted his teeth and asked.
Even though they were forced to fall from their realm, it was merely their cultivation being suppressed, not entirely nullified, so naturally, they didn't need to re-cross the Three Calamities.
"Is it not possible?" Ji Jingqiu asked suspiciously.
