In Qing Yanjing's view, it was better not to place them in danger.
"Yes!"
Everyone answered in agreement, raising no objections to Qing Yanjing's arrangements.
"Send someone to notify the Gu Clan and invite them to dispatch forces together with us."
Qing Yanjing spoke again.
"Understood."
Another chorus of agreement rose from below.
Only then did Qing Yanjing nod slightly. Her beautiful eyes gazed beyond the great hall, cold glints flickering within them.
Boundless Chaos Sea, True Spirit Hall!
Within the Ancient Hall, beneath a massive statue radiating an ancient aura, three figures sat quietly in meditation.
The three figures consisted of one man and two women. The man wore white robes, his black hair falling over his shoulders.
His features were exceptionally handsome. His brows lay like swords, his nose was sharply defined, and his facial features seemed carved by a blade—striking, resolute, and exquisitely formed.
His eyes were shut, while a faint layer of golden light seemed to cover his face, lending him an added air of holiness.
The woman on his right had long purple hair that fell straight to her waist.
Her eyebrows curved delicately, her vermilion lips were full, and her oval face was flawlessly beautiful.
Her skin was smooth and translucent, lustrous like jade, making her appear even more fair and immaculate.
Her eyes were likewise tightly shut, seven-colored halos rippling around her body.
Faintly, she exuded an air of nobility and mystery.
The woman sitting farther away from the two of them wore a golden Nishang feathered robe.
Her golden hair fell in great waves, and her oval face was breathtakingly beautiful.
Her figure was equally tall and shapely, her skin as flawless and radiant as snow jade.
Her curved eyebrows, bright eyes, and pearly teeth were exquisite. Within her golden pupils