A rainbow bridge descended from the heavens and landed directly before Bian Xiaoyue. Just as she was at a loss, Ye Xiwen's gentle voice sounded by her ear.
"Step onto the rainbow bridge!"
Bian Xiaoyue did not dare hesitate and hurriedly stepped onto it. At once, her vision blurred. When she regained awareness of her surroundings, she was already inside a grand hall. Several figures sat side by side upon cloud couches. At the center was her master, Martial Emperor Ye Xiwen. Beside him sat several others who also appeared extraordinarily formidable, loftily elevated and utterly unlike ordinary people.
Though she had never cultivated, she could still tell that these people were completely different from the thousand or so people she had seen before. She could discern it by instinct alone, though she could not describe the feeling. It was only that, seated there, they seemed like the sole rulers between heaven and earth, the center of the entire universe.
These people were none other than the Human Emperor, Feng Yi Shi, the Pill Emperor, and Zhentian Lei Huang, the peerless Emperors currently on Mount Buzhou.
With so many Emperors guarding it at once, Mount Buzhou had become humanity's true sacred mountain, an impregnable fortress. So long as they did not encounter a ruthless figure like Ye Xiwen, merely defending themselves would pose no difficulty at all.
"Xiaoyue is here. First, greet your martial uncles and martial senior uncles!" Ye Xiwen said with a faint smile.
Though Bian Xiaoyue did not know who these people before her were, she knew what she ought to do and hurriedly bowed down.
"Xiaoyue greets all martial senior uncles and martial uncles!"
"Rise. There is no need for such ceremony!" Feng Yi Shi raised a hand, and Bian Xiaoyue felt a gentle force lift