“Beyond this point is the Timaeus Sect. If you’ve no business here, please leave.” Truett pulled out a token, waved it before the Timaeus Sect’s disciples, and said calmly, “Are you guys blind? Hurry and report that Skynet’s Truett asks to see Mount Martialis’ Lord.”

The token looked ordinary but exuded an invisible pressure. The Timaeus Sect’s disciples did not dare to be careless and rushed to report Truett’s visitation.

Truett put away the token and said smilingly, “Don’t worry. Just wait patiently. Everything will be fine.”

James nodded lightly. Then, the group waited patiently in the void outside of the Timaeus Sect.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a red robe appeared. He had a powerful primitive aura, and it felt like he was a ferocious beast. He looked at Truett and said nonchalantly, “This is the Timaeus Sect, not your home, Mr.

Truett. Go play somewhere else.”

Truett walked over, put his arms around the middle-aged man, and said, smiling, “Mr. Wulte! I have some important business here.”

Wulte, the peak master, looked at him and said calmly, “Important business? Do you want to see the Saintess again? She’s

already moved on. I don’t

an elder. Also, my friends would like to come along as well. Just arrange some random elder

Perthacus asked, “You want to join

while, he said, “I can let you in as an elder, but these guys are too weak. They aren’t qualified to be

“What are you saying? Are you not going to help, even not as a favor to my father? Do I have

trying to scare

left. At the same time, he said, ‘Then I

I’ll allow it. However, I will not interfere if my disciples trouble

“Who would dare to

that wants to

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