Faced with so many experts, Lin Xuan lowered his head slightly. Even the lively, irrepressible Tian Xiaojian had put away his joking expression. Without a word, the two of them went to a secluded corner.
Though Lin Xuan's spiritual sense was astonishing, he naturally did not dare act rashly at a time like this. He merely used his eyes to quietly take in the scene around him.
Before long, a familiar figure entered his sight.
Xu Han!
The Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator who had obtained qualification along with them.
He was still dressed in a crimson Daoist robe and had arrived a little earlier than they had. He was standing respectfully behind a Core Condensation cultivator, yet the two did not seem like master and disciple. Their features bore quite a few similarities; perhaps it was because they were related by blood.
There was nothing strange about that. In You Province, the great cultivation clans had no lack of Core Condensation experts.
By coincidence, Xu Han also happened to look over. Their gazes met, and the hostility in Xu Han's eyes was revealed without the slightest attempt at concealment.
Lin Xuan's heart stirred, then he turned his head away as if nothing had happened.
They waited for roughly the time it took an incense stick to burn. New cultivators entered the hall one after another, all of them Core Condensation experts, yet not a single person from either the righteous or demonic factions appeared.
Time continued to pass, yet not the slightest impatience showed on anyone's face. After all, they were immortal cultivators; what they trained was the art of nurturing the heart. This much patience, they still had.
Creak. A somewhat heavy sound entered their ears. The door on the other side of the hall had been opened, and