At the summit of Broken Blade Snow Peak, the gale wind was as biting as blades.
A giant stone plaza a thousand zhang across had pale gold formation patterns carved around its edges. At the center of the plaza, a blue stone high platform rose from the ground. Atop the platform, the Five Elements Sect Flag snapped in the wind, its surface embroidered with five-colored patterns of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, glittering brightly in the morning light.
Elder Yao stood at the very front of the high platform with his hands clasped behind his back. His scarlet red long robe did not stir at all in the gale wind, as if he had become one with the surrounding world. Not the slightest bit of energy leaked from his body, yet he naturally carried a profound and imposing bearing, a calmness formed after years of sedimentation and witnessing the cycles of life and death.
Only deep within his half-narrowed eyes did a bright light occasionally flash like lightning, reminding everyone that this was a half sage expert who had once shaken the Middle Continent with his fame.
Beside him, Ya Fei wore a fiery-red long dress, its hem embroidered with a Golden Thread Phoenix Pattern. Her noble grace carried an imposing, inviolable air. Her beautiful eyes calmly swept over the surrounding sea of clouds, while her ten fingers tightened slightly inside her sleeves, fine beads of sweat already seeping from her palms.
Xiao Yi Xian stood to Ya Fei's left, dressed in white purer than snow, her sleeves fluttering. Her hands hung naturally at her sides, and faint wisps of gray purple mist lingered around her fingertips, a sign that the Calamity Poison Body was circulating on its own.
Although her Two-Star Dou Venerate cultivation was restrained, it still