After the elderly man landed on the ground, he took a look at the crowd while still maintaining a smile on his face like he was counting the number of cultivators before speaking up after a long while.
"On behalf of the invincible Sword sect and the other sects, I would be responsible for guarding you all into the ruin, and as for those that are not interested in the sect trial, could you be so kind as to form a queue elsewhere so we don't complicate things" said the elder with a warm smile on his face but the suffocating aura he radiated say otherwise.
Those who came just to hunt for treasure quickly went far from the others and in no time, the elder had already succeeded in the first stage of the plan to register those who wanted to take the trial. With a swing of his hand, a scroll appeared on every one of the cultivator's arms.
