Jun Wuxian lowered his eyes to see Xun Qingqing wearing a look of bewilderment, he just smiled and remained silent, then he raised his head to look at the Soldier in front of him.
"Have you two recognized it yet?" Jun Wuxian glanced at the token in his hand and said, "There are three tokens in total, made of millennium cold iron, and the patterns on them are inimitable."
After the initial shock, the Soldier gazed at Jun Wuxian before him, anyone with eyes could see the noble aura he exuded, with a peerlessly handsome face that could hardly be cultivated in an ordinary household, he surely came from a noble family.
Although they had never seen this token, they had definitely heard of it.
This token belonged to the Dark Sect, countless had heard of it, but very few had ever seen one.
And as the most mysterious of the mystical sects, the Dark Sect was known to all.
Numerous people longed to join the Dark Sect, but couldn't find their way in.