"War King, can you figure out who made the move?" one of the prodigies asked, looking toward the War King standing atop a distant snow-covered mountain.
At once, everyone's gaze converged on him.
Under their scrutiny, the War King's expression remained indifferent, his eyes icy and his entire body blazing with battle intent. "Why should I figure it out? They didn't attack anyone of mine."
The prodigy who'd been rebuffed awkwardly withdrew his gaze.
"Saintess Xia, your Mortal Dao is special. Can you figure out who it was? Anyone capable of defeating so many prodigies at once must be no ordinary figure."
The War King didn't want to deal with them, so someone else turned to Xia Qiuer. The Imperial Court's Saintess was famous for her kind temperament. She certainly wouldn't snap at anyone.
"I can't figure it out. There isn't the slightest trace of the heavenly secrets." Under everyone's expectant gaze, Xia Qiuer shook her head.
"How strange. Even Saintess Xia can't figure it out. Just who could this person be?" Everyone was secretly alarmed, realizing that whoever had made the move was no simple opponent.
Just then, a woman drifted over from the horizon. Immortal air surrounded her. A thin veil concealed her face, her skin was luminous as jade, and her eyes shone like stars.
The newcomer was Gao Meinan, the successor of Cangqiong Dao.
As she reached the group and saw Zhou Yan, Prince Tianlu, Luo Nantian, and the others lying sprawled in the crater, Gao Meinan's brows knit slightly. She'd only just left. How had this happened?
"Who did this? Does anyone here know?" Gao Meinan's voice was melodious as she looked toward the prodigies on the surrounding peaks.
No one answered.
Gao Meinan's brows furrowed more deeply. She entered the crater and cast an