Not long after, about thirty eagles appeared about two kilometers from them. The eagles were flying very fast and it took only a few minutes before they arrived in front of them.

There was a group of young men in white robes above each eagle. Most of them were the same age as Yang Ming and the others. Their cultivation is also in the realm of Spiritual Apprentices.

But there were some who appeared to be in their twenties with the cultivation of spiritual warriors.

On their robes, there was a sect symbol and under that symbol was written the words (Split Mountain Sect.)

Yang Ming and the others were finally able to calm down when they saw the writing on their robes.

The one that caught the eye most naturally was the eagle that was at the front. The eagle's body length was about 30 meters. As its wings flapped, it caused the wind to blow so hard that the other eagles had to keep their distance from it.

Those who were above the eagle were clearly the top disciples of the Split Mountain Sect. Especially the youth standing at the front with a sword on his back, his cultivation had already reached the seventh layer of spiritual warriors.

But there was one person beside the young man who caught Qin Tian's attention enough.

"This aura." Said Qin Tian with narrowed eyes.

It was a 17 year old youth. The young man's face looked pale even though his aura looked fine. His cultivation was already at the fourth level of spiritual warriors which was quite high among people his age in that group.

"Is he a descendant of the Yue clan?"

What caught Qin Tian's attention from the young man was because he sensed the Yue clan bloodline on the young man's body.

The Yue clan was not an Imperial clan but it was a very powerful clan because their ancestor was a very famous ancient god.

In his past life, Qin Tian befriended the young lord of the clan, and he was one of his supporters in fighting for Heaven's Will.

Qin Tian did not know the fate of him and the Yue clan after he died, but seeing the Yue clan descendants appear in Nirvana Heaven, and that even in a quite remote place, he suspected that the clan might have had an accident.

"Sigh." Qin Tian sighed sadly. "Nothing can survive the fate of destruction after losing the struggle."

Even the sects with Ancient Gods could not survive if an emperor wanted to destroy it. Only the imperial sect itself could survive because even an emperor had to think twice if they wanted to destroy an imperial sect.

Many believed that every Emperor was still alive, they were only somewhere else unknown, and because every Emperor was destined to go there, that was why most emperors did not dare to destroy the other imperial sects.

Qin Tian continued to stare at the young man while his mind tried to recall the cultivation techniques that belonged to the Yue clan stored in his memory.

For the sake of strengthening the people they support, each sect and clan will usually pass their best cultivation techniques on to the people they support.

Qin Tian himself possessed most of the main cultivation techniques belonging to the Yue clan.

"If they lose their inheritance, I should at least provide them with the cultivation techniques that belong to their clan." He said to himself.

He closed his eyes after that, but only a little later, he opened his eyes again.

The envoy who was standing at the front then cupped his fist towards the young man who was carrying the sword.

"Greetings, young master Ling." He said respectfully.

At the same time, he spoke to Qin Tian and the others via voice transmission. "His name is Ling Jian. And he is the son of the sect master and leader of our sect's younger generation."

"Quickly greet him. You are lucky to have met him before you even officially became sect disciples."

"...." Yang Ming and the others.

But even though they were stunned, they still followed the envoy's words.

The youth called young master Ling nodded before he spoke. "Are they leaving?" He asked.

"Erm, they suddenly left before attacking us. Otherwise, we would all have died here." The envoy replied.

Ling Jian immediately furrowed his forehead after he heard the envoy's words. He pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"All right, let's go back." He said while waving his hand.

Right after he spoke, the pale faced youth next to him suddenly snorted. "Hmph. You should have fought them so they don't just walk away!" He says.

"Yue Yang, you can't say that." Ling Jian immediately rebuked him right after he spoke.

"Hmph." And the young man only snorted in response.

On the other hand, the envoy gave Qin Tian and the others a warning.

"Yue Yang is the sect master's personal disciple. His personality is somewhat twisted, you better not offend him, or he will kill you." Said the envoy.

He spoke in such a serious tone that Yang Ming and the others didn't dare ignore his words.

But Qin Tian secretly smiled wryly.

"The personality of the Yue clan people still hasn't changed after all this time, it looks like I'll be dealing with a brat who is unruly." He shook his head.

The Yue clan young master in his past life also had a twisted personality. In order to make him his follower, Qin Tian had to beat him many times.