Soon, the few figures arrived. It was as if they had torn through the void.
The person in the lead was a man in a white robe who appeared very young. He had a magic sword with a jade handle in his hand, his features strikingly exquisite.
On both sides behind him trailed two elderly men. They shared a distinctive feature-each missing an eye.
The one on the left was missing his left eye, and vice versa.
Both of them also held longswords, their auras constantly surging.
Behind them were several other cultivators armed with sabers. At a glance, it was apparent that they were trained, their stances and postures impeccably straight.
Their faces, especially, were devoid of expression. Each of them exuded the aura of an Eighth Level Tribulator.
As Jared witnessed that scene, his expression changed subtly. This man before me must be exceptionally powerful to lead a group of Eighth Level Tribulator subordinates. Also, he’s certain to have a massive force backing him up!
To his surprise, he found herself unable to discern the cultivation levels of the young man
and two elderly men before him. All he could sense was their overwhelmingly powerful auras.
It was evident that they had employed some sort of method to obscure their cultivation levels to keep everyone from perceiving them.
“The girl here is graceful and charming. If she were to change into women’s clothing, she would undoubtedly be an ethereal beauty!” Vermilion Demon Lord commented at just that
moment.
“Girl?”
Jared was slightly taken aback.
He couldn’t help but scrutinize the man before him, for Vermilion Demon Lord said that the latter was a woman, but he didn’t realize that fact for a moment.
“You can’t even differentiate between a man and a woman. What a waste of you having so many women around you. Although this person is wearing a binder, it’s still obvious at a single glance. What man would have such prominent pecs?” Vermilion Demon Lord scoffed.
Upon hearing that, Jared couldn’t help but shift his gaze to the man’s chest. Sure enough, the man’s pectoral muscles appeared somewhat unusual, incredibly out of proportion.
If a man had such a body proportion, it would certainly be strange. But if it were a woman, it would be perfectly normal.
Right then, Judith also whispered, “This is a woman masquerading as a man. She’s a woman.”
“You can also tell?”
Jared looked at her in surprise.
“Of course. I used my intuition. If she were a true man with such grace and charm, I couldn’t possibly have remained unmoved as a woman. But I felt nothing when I saw her. Instead, I felt a slight aversion. That makes it clear that she’s a woman, for only women would feel averse to each other,” Judith explained.
Listening to her elaboration, Jared was left somewhat speechless. How could one differentiate between a man and a woman like that?
The elderly man blinded in the left eye across from Jared noticed his intense stare and couldn’t help frowning slightly. Nonetheless, he said nothing, merely heading toward the cave with a cold expression on his face.
But as he walked past them, he suddenly drew his sword and thrust it at Jared’s eye.
“How rude!”
A burst of terrifying sword energy instantly enveloped Jared.
Jared’s brows furrowed. He hadn’t expected the man to suddenly make a move against him without warning.
His Golem Body activated instantly, and a faint white glow began to shimmer around him at the same time.
Judith also reacted immediately, swinging the longsword in her hand out to block the attack.
Clang!
Following a crisp sound of metal clashing, Judith promptly stumbled back a few steps. Meanwhile, the elderly man’s sword energy also dissipated.
“A member of Ten Thousand Sword Sect?”
The elderly man blinded in the left eye frowned slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Jared and the others. The longsword in his hand trembled slightly, a terrifying burst of sword intent permeating the air continuously.
Judith could sense it, and her expression turned frightfully dark. On the contrary, Jared looked at the elderly man calmly.
