While Nie Tian talked to Chu Xuanji, Hong Xian and Wei Yu also rushed to the lakeside.

Wei Yu’s eyes shone with the light of greed as he stared unblinkingly at the numerous pitch-black crystals at the bottom of the lake. “Soul crystals!”

Chu Xuanji, however, didn’t pay much attention to the curious crystals at the lake bottom. Instead, he looked Nie Tian up and down with a measuring gaze.

Chu Xuanji couldn’t help but say in a low voice, “I’m surprised that you’re standing here.” 

Even so, Hong Xian and Wei Yu overheard him, and looked over with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

The lake hadn’t ceased emanating soul fluctuations since the beginning. Even though they were late Soul realm experts, they still had to expend some effort to suppress their stirring seas of awareness and lock their true souls down.

As chosen ones of their respective sects, Yin Yanan, Chu Bowen, and Xing Beihuan were all at a higher realm than Nie Tian.

However, none...