章 1045: Sacred Grounds

"Prophets?" The Dragonwing Governor, Palace Mistress Hiddensea, and Immortal Slowseal were all puzzled.

"Prophets?" Skywind looked at his master, Ji Ning, in confusion as well.

None of them had ever heard of the term 'Prophet' before.

"Gentlemen?" Daolord Inkmind looked towards Ning and the Ninedust Sectlord.

The two exchanged a glance, then chuckled. The Ninedust Sectlord said, "Let's go take a look. I want to see what the so-called 'sacred grounds' of this planet look like."

"Youji, you can dispel your secret art now," Ning instructed.