On Altar Mountain, the ancient Medicine Tower bathed in countless golden silks took the shape of a tower piercing the heavens, standing several hundred meters tall. Its entire body was constructed from the dazzling energy of the scrolls in the hands of dozens of powerful members of the Yao Clan. The outer perimeter flashed brilliantly and quite dazzlingly, but the interior held hidden mysteries that could not be seen from the outside.
At this moment inside the Medicine Tower, a thousand alchemists had already filed in. The powerful figures of the outside world naturally could not peer into its mysteries and could only quietly sit cross-legged on Altar Mountain to wait.
Above the seating areas of the Ancient Five Clans and various experts, the corners of those old men's mouths all formed a dangerous arc in unison. Evidently, Xiao Yan's name had lingered stubbornly in the depths of their hearts. If this fellow had no backers whatsoever, then after this grand ceremony, no matter what was said, he would be cut down here. Yet if he possessed a massive backing behind him, I'm afraid it would be another story entirely.
"I hope you people don't harbor any malicious intent." Xun Er clearly perceived the unkind gazes in the eyes of those surrounding elders, but she paid them no mind. Her beautiful eyes shifted, and a moment later she actually closed them, sitting cross-legged in tranquility to wait for Xiao Yan.
As for the Gu Clan, even after experiencing that tragic battle of the Outer Realm Evil Clan level, its strength and vitality had not been depleted by much. It still possessed sufficient capital to contend with all the sect experts here, and even with forces as formidable as the Yao Clan, the Gu Clan's strength was enough to match them