Moments later.
Ji Jingqiu sat under the ancient tree, the old man and the middle-aged man facing him, their gazes burning with excitement and fervor, as if they were appraising a rare treasure of the world.
The voice of Long Qingyang resounded in Ji Jingqiu's mind:
"Zhang Daoxuan is the name of the first Daoist Master..."
"This one's state seems somewhat like the gods of the Federation, yet there are numerous differences."
"Additionally, you should not underestimate the two in front of you, one a Heart Image, the other a Heavenly Person. It's no surprise Marshal He had such a contingency plan after all these years, still possessing such profound foundations."
"As far as we know, in the Nine States, a Heavenly Person is indisputably a powerhouse, worthy of guarding a territory, serving as a Divine General, with power over life and death, all at their fingertips."
"Tsk, in a sense, martial artists living in the Nine States have much more freedom than in the Federation..."
