Capítulo 545: 501 Contact Three

The autumn wind brushed past, carrying a chill that seeped into the bones.

Members of the Faceless Sword Sect were arranged to stay in a small cluster of guest buildings around Yuheng Sect.

The light red buildings, closely packed together, one after another, with faint semi-transparent light screens separating and keeping them confidential.

Because of their indifferent, even somewhat cold relationship with Yuheng Sect, Elder Yun Ling of the Faceless Sword Sect didn't interact much with them, merely gathering everyone to give a few instructions before retreating to his building to rest alone.

As night fell, members of the Qingmu Sword Sect arrived, breaking through the air. Unlike Faceless Sword Sect, they embodied the standard bearing of sword cultivators, each standing on their own flying swords, shrouded in a glow condensed from their True Yuan.