Just then.
Streaks of light lit up the horizon one after another.
They stopped behind Zhao Qingyun, then faded to reveal more than a dozen figures.
Every one of them possessed an extraordinary aura.
They were all in the Innate Realm.
Their leader was a middle-aged man in splendid robes, with a composed face and a longsword hanging at his waist.
His features bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Qingyun's.
The middle-aged man cupped his hands to Zhao Qingyun, then said respectfully, "Greetings, Ancestor."
Zhao Qingyun nodded slightly.
His eyes were filled with satisfaction.
This was the descendant he valued most, Zhao Nansheng. At just a hundred and twenty-eight years old, he had already reached late-stage Innate cultivation.
He had also successfully cultivated the Zhao Family's ancestral secret art, giving him astonishing combat strength.
He was the descendant Zhao Qingyun admired most.
After paying his respects to Zhao Qingyun.
Zhao Nansheng also bowed with the utmost reverence to King Sui and the other four Divine Mansion Great Experts.
"Greetings, Your Highness King Sui. Greetings, honored elders."
Upon hearing the words "honored elders."
The others showed little reaction.
Only the woman in white gave a cold snort and turned away, her expression icy.
Seeing her reaction, Zhao Nansheng was utterly bewildered.
He had no idea how he had offended this formidable lady.
Less than half a cup of tea's worth of time after Zhao Nansheng's party arrived.
The experts from the Royal House and the other four Divine Mansion Immortal Clans all arrived as well.
The Qian Family's leader was a young man.
Compared with the handsome scions of the Aristocratic Clans present, his looks were rather ordinary.
Yet his aura was every bit as impressive as Zhao Nansheng's.
As for the Qi Royal Family's leader.
She was a woman with