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Tatum looked at the old man in surprise. "If he's not a warrior, could he be an immortal cultivator?"

"Yes, I practice a sight technique. I had a look at this young man named Ryan. He has already cultivated the Golden Runic Alchemy. This cultivation technique can only be practiced by Ancient Immortals! "This young man has an unlimited future!"

The old man in a robe took a deep breath, then stared at the Yoners. He reminded them, "I've said too much. You must remember to never reveal this secret at will. Otherwise, it'll cause calamity for him and your family!" The public would force the Ancient Immortal's cultivation methods out of the practitioner, even if the person came from a highly respected reclusive family.

When the old man first discovered this secret, a bold idea arose in his mind. He thought about calling over a few friends who were also in the Mystique Loyalty Realm to make Ryan tell them about the cultivation techniques. However, he considered Ryan and Nash's relationship and gave up on the idea.

After all, Nash was the commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron, with nearly ten Mystique Loyalty Realm experts around him.

Nash landed on the rooftop of the Empire Hotel in Bint City. After a moment, Ryan landed next to him.

Sand and dust filled the air while the two of them were protected by two air shields. From a distance, the shields looked like two domes.

Nash looked sideways at Ryan and grinned. "You're quite fast!"

Nash had been swordriding, but Ryan could only rely on jumping to catch up. If he were an ordinary practitioner at the Mystique Loyalty Realm, it would have been impossible to catch up with Nash so quickly.

Ryan said proudly, "That's right. The Heavenly Tyrant Technique can control the wind. As long as there's a breeze, I can use it to speed up!"

Suddenly, two old men in black robes landed on the roof of a commercial building opposite.

Both of them were at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. They disappeared from the roof of the building in a flash.

"Why are these warriors here? And what's that passage?" Ryan asked curiously.

Nash told Ryan about the secret realm of Immortal Falls.

After listening to Nash's introduction about Immortal Falls, Ryan narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that one of my ancestors died there 1,600 years ago!"

His ancestor gave him a supreme inheritance that allowed him to be reborn and gave him the ability to pursue true love. He decided to go to Immortal Falls to look for his

ancestor's remains.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. There was also more and more dust. Visibility dropped from ten meters to only about two or three meters.

The sand in Bint City was at least

half a meter thick, making it look like

a city built in the desert. Ordinary citizens were all hiding in their

homes Vacuum trucks drove slowly down the street, clearing away the grit.

About half an hour later, the elders of the Celestial Dragon Squadron landed on the roof of the Empire Hotel-Eric, Cillian, Bertram, Regulus, Carlos, and Jaxon. "Nashy, there are so many cultivators here!" Eric walked over and said in a solemn tone.

Upon entering Bint City, the elders used their spiritual power to find Nash.

At the same time, their spiritual power also helped them discover a large number of advanced cultivators, which almost triggered spiritual attacks from other forces. Fortunately, there were more people on their side, so those forces dared not attack.

Nash walked to the edge of the roof and stood with his hands behind his back like an emperor lording over the world.

Vital energy surged in his body. His spiritual power and his presence at the peak level of the Mystique Loyalty Realm swept in all directions without reservation.

At the same time, he calmly moved his thin lips and said in a gentle tone, "I'm Nash Calcraft, commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron. Dear cultivators and worldly friends, don't cause trouble in Bint City!" NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

He hid his voice within his spiritual power. Only cultivators with spiritual power could hear him.

In a luxury room at another hotel in Bint City, two elders with gray hair and with immortal demeanor were sitting on the couch drinking tea. Five young disciples were also present.

One of the elders dressed in a gray robe said solemnly, "Many sects are coming here today. Everyone should be vigilant to avoid being attacked by the enemy!"