Three minutes more and seven middle aged men gathered at the forgotten edges of the Demonic Sword Sect.
This place was only used for new upcoming disciples and never on the respected guests of the sect.
They have a different teleportation matrix for that which could easily carry these important visitors into the inner sanctum of the sect without the hassle of letting them witness the not so pleasant face of the sect on its backyard.
"HAHAHA! It looks like you also heard the ruckus that was happening in this wasteland, Cao Yi!" One of the men greeted in a voice that was full of humor.
A silvery sheen shrouded on his form and this magical phenomenon was also present on his counterparts' bodies.
This was brought about by the sect token in their possession which granted them absolute protection within and without the sect.
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