"Sect Master!"

"Is the sect master coming with us?!"

"Why can Brother Bu Fang and his wives fly with the sect master?!"

"Are they also in the Dao Soul Realm?!"

"Don't be stupid! It's clear that the sect master is the one responsible for this technique."

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Many disciples conversed at the deck of the flying boat.

"SECT MASTER!" They all greeted in one big voice and Ren Zemin nodded at her brave disciples.

"Everyone go inside now. Our journey will start soon enough." Sect Master Ren Zemin ordered.

Our bored gamer then led the group into the flying boat while the sect master followed behind like a willing servant.

This has not escaped the sharp minds of these great disciples but they did not have the guts to comment about this scenario at all.

"BOOM!" A lone flying boat broke through the dark skies and into the place of war and torment.

There were no remaining souls on the deck and its big doors did not open until more than one month into the future.

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Nine Saint Demon Sect. This was a giant sect in the Lycia Continent. In fact, it was one of the strongest evil sects in existence.

A revered sect like this one would have naturally owned only the richest and most beautiful lands to boast but alas, the pristine landscape has all but changed in the recent months of bitter warfare.

On this fateful day, a batch of travelers arrived in this god forsaken domains.

"BANG!" A flying boat gently landed on a free clearing. The locked doors that had not been opened for a month or so finally felt the fog of war that ate the entirety of the battlefield.

In its aftermath was of course the curious passengers inside this mammoth magical vehicle.

"Well, that was a worthwhile 1 month of wait." Our bored gamer smiled as he was the first one to walk outside to see the light of day.

He had experienced the excellent cooking skills of Sect Master Ren Zemin and has thoroughly enjoyed every meal since their departure.

This special care has of course not escaped the curious eyes of the almost 1,000 disciples on board the flying ship and they could only assume that their Brother Bu Fang was definitely not a simple character.

The awe and respect unto our good gamer tripled since even their sect master appeared like a mere slave before him. The sect master also called our bored gamer as a senior.

Thus, it was obvious to see who was the real leader of this quest.

"THUD!" Clark jumped from the boat and a large footprint could be seen in his wake.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

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Our bored gamer's actions were of course mirrored by everyone else. It did not take long for them to see the cruelty of large scale conflict.

"What happened to these people?!" Mu Ningxue gasped beside Clark. She could see thousands and thousands of cultivators with dead eyes on their faces.

It was clear that they were weary and afraid but there was a hopeless shadow that shrouded their forms.

It was so tangible to the extreme that it appeared contagious to every living soul on site.

"They have come to know the ugly face of war." Our bored gamer whispered and looked at the most obvious thing in place aside from this legion of soulless warriors.

"The Nine Saint Demon Sect, huh?" Clark said when he saw a humongous picture in the distance.

There were nine huge snakes formed by shadows and it seemed to wrap around countless towering constructs.

"That is indeed the Nine Saint Demon Sect, Senior." Sect Master Ren Zemin nodded.

It did not need telling that Ren Zemin has also once visited the infamous lands of this sect once in her life. Contrary to popular belief, this evil sect was not a den of lawless cultivators.

It was in fact a domain where a strict iron law was upheld. Anyone who wished to make trouble in the Nine Saint Demon Sect was killed on the spot.

If chaos was left to promulgate in any society, no business would thrive at all. One can see that the top dogs of Nine Saint Demon Sect were quite wise indeed.

"I see. Let's set up camp here." Clark ordered and his words immediately got a reaction.

"At once, Senior Bu Fang!" The disciples around him shouted in assent.

Tents were arranged and not half an hour later, a great camp was set up with the banner of the Profound Delight Sect flowing in the wind.

The flying boat has of course returned to retrace its steps into the province of Myrefall. Such an important and expensive sect artifact had no more usage in this place.

Another half an hour passed before a serious looking cultivator appeared outside our bored gamer's camp.

"What influence is this newcomer hailed from?" The serious looking cultivator asked his assistant who seemed to be as young as only 13 years old.

"Wait a moment, master." The 13 year old boy answered promptly.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

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The boy had a little booklet on him with vivid pictures of sect insignia on them. It did not take him long to find a record inside his notes.

"It's from the Myrefall Province called the Profound Delight Sect, master. They are cultivators who mostly use techniques like s..." The boy would have easily ranted for such a long time.

It was obvious that he was a very capable assistant indeed even for one so young.

"That's enough, Han Dong. It's a sect that I haven't heard about." The serious looking man shook his head and left the scene thereafter.

Although he was extremely wary of offending a big influence but the same could not be said unto an obscure sect like the Profound Delight Sect.

As such, this serious looking man had other important camps to visit.

In a war campaign that invited several millions in their fold, the force headed by the Limitless Sword Sect was absolutely massive!