Ancient Clan Ancient Realm
Atop a cloud-wreathed peak, a woman in a light cyan dress sat cross-legged on a stone platform at the summit. Thick clouds churned and drifted past her, making her seem like a fairy amidst the mist, possessing an ethereal and captivating grace.
"Miss, the list of all the major invited factions is here!"
Ling Ying appeared below the stone platform, bowed respectfully, and held out a scroll with both hands.
The moment the Old Man finished speaking, he sensed the space before him ripple slightly. He gently raised his head and saw a beauty standing before him. Her exquisite face bore a faint smile, and even the beautiful scenery around them seemed to dim in an instant.
"Elder Ling, there is no need for such courtesy. Please rise."
The woman's soft, ethereal voice rang out, causing even the clouds surrounding the mountain to stir.
"Yes!"
The Old Man bowed once more before straightening up. The scroll in his hands had already reached the woman's grasp.
Gu Xun Er gently unfurled the scroll. Lines of gilded words entered her eyes as she casually scanned them, before her gaze finally stopped on a particular name:
"Starfall Pavilion."
"This is the faction founded by Brother Xiao Yan's Master, isn't it? Brother Xiao Yan has joined them as well now..." Gu Xun Er raised a hand and lightly caressed the three gilded words, revealing a smile of breathtaking beauty.
She had remained in seclusion all these years, and little news from the outside world reached her ears. Even so, she knew that Xiao Yan now possessed a formidable reputation throughout the Central Continent.
"Indeed. Not long ago, I received intelligence that Yao Chen, the founder of Starfall Pavilion and once the continent's number one Alchemist, has been revived! His strength