Swish! Swish! Swish!
Cutting sounds rang out endlessly as members of the Taiyin Tribe's inner clan continuously arrived in the space where the martial arena was located, then flew toward the northern stands.
The entire martial arena gradually quieted down, and everyone watched this scene.
The inner clan members had arrived, and the martial gathering was about to begin.
Su Mo stared intently at the entrance, anticipating Qingxuan's arrival. Even though there was nothing he could do once she arrived, he still hoped to see her with his own eyes.
Five years!
From the time he left the Azure World until now, a full five years had passed without seeing Qingxuan.
Furthermore, back in the Azure World, Qingxuan had remained in the hands of the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect, meaning she had been without freedom for as long as ten years.
Whenever he thought of this, Su Mo felt a twinge of heartache, feeling sorrowful for Qingxuan's plight.
Although Qingxuan had now gained her freedom, paying the price of her own memories was far too heavy a cost.
Why isn't she here yet? Su Mo felt slightly anxious inside, because no less than several thousand members of the Taiyin Tribe's inner clan had arrived, yet Qingxuan was not among them.
A moment later, nearly ten thousand Taiyin Tribe members had arrived, and by this time, no one else was appearing at the entrance.
She didn't come!
Su Mo sighed inwardly, feeling both helpless and gloomy. In an instant, he lost any mood to continue staying in the martial arena.
Just at that moment, the entrance was a flurry of figures as dozens more people suddenly entered.
At the head of these dozens of people was a tall, thin middle-aged man with a hook nose, eagle eyes, and lightning-like gazes. The