The scene of the two of them sharing a table of spirit fruits did not last long.
As one major power after another arrived, the enormous hall gradually became lively.
Although all the newcomers came from major powers,
there were not many who could actually enter this hall. Each force had brought no more than two or three people.
Almost none of the forces had sent more than two people. Nearly all had only sent their highest-ranking representative.
As Qin Shaofeng watched people enter one after another, he spotted the people from the Three Immortals Pavilion.
It was a man who looked to be in his thirties or forties. He had a large beard, yet his body was extremely lean, and he held a fly-whisk in his left hand.
At first glance, he truly seemed to possess a bit of an immortal's bearing and unworldly bones.
Yet his eyes were full of gloom, making it impossible to regard him as any sort of good person.
The Spirit Pagoda had sent an unfamiliar Sage.
Judging solely from those who had come, it was not hard to see that while the Spirit Pagoda kept a low profile, its strength seemed to surpass that of the Three Immortals Pavilion.
Perhaps it was because of the Three Immortals Pavilion's recent circumstances.
As for the specifics, he had no way of knowing, nor could he be bothered to find out.
So long as they did not come looking for trouble with him, he could not be bothered to target anyone.
What truly deserved his attention were the various races.
He had long heard that the Phoenix Race and Elf Race had sent people.
He had already met the Phoenix Race's Little Princess. Then, shortly afterward, an old man and a young man arrived, allowing him