The old monk in a golden robe, upon seeing these warships, immediately showed a hint of a smile on his face and called out from afar:
"Could it be Fellow Daoist Han Li who has arrived? I, the humble monk Jin Yue, have been waiting here for a long time."
The voice of Master Jin Yue wasn't very loud, but it rumbled through the sky above the distant massive ships, creating an impressively mighty aura.
"For Master Jin Yue to personally come out to greet me, I am truly honored! It seems the letter sent days ago has reached you, Master." At the front end of one of the massive ships, a flash of green light appeared, and a green figure emerged, sending a loud and clear voice through the wind.
Landing on the city wall, the voice was just as clear, as if whispering in everyone's ear.
This figure was none other than Han Li.
The gathered high-level cultivators were deeply shaken upon hearing this, feeling that his reputation was well-deserved.
