Arch-Elder Zen clasped his hands behind his back and looked as if he was reminiscing. "During the Daosource Sect era, do you happen to remember the group of independent cultivators during the deciding battle against the Sixth Mainland who faced their enemies knowing that only death awaited them?"

Grand Elder Ni Huang initially felt a bit confused, but then his expression changed and he simply stared at Arch-Elder Zen. "Were you one of them?"

Arch-Elder Zen nodded and let out a sigh. "When the Sixth Mainland invaded, no one in the Fifth Mainland was able to stay safe. Even children who had only started cultivating were forced to take up arms and fight, and independent cultivators were no exception. There was actually an army of independent cultivators whose strength was terrible, and who were considered nothing more than cannon fodder when they stepped onto the battlefield. Fortunately, I happened to meet the person leading the White Dragon Clan’s forces on that battlefield. That battle nearly wiped us all out.”

As Arch-Elder Zen continued, he stared at Grand Elder Ni Huang. "This junior still remembers your words, Elder, when you roused us and encouraged us before that fight."

Grand Elder Ni Huang exclaimed, "I had only just become an Envoy back then!"

Arch-Elder Zen laughed. "And this junior was a mere Limiteer."

Grand Elder Ni Huang nodded, and when he next spoke, his admiration was clearly expressed, "I remember that army....