Seeing the attitudes of the two, it seemed that no superpower had held back on this trip to the Starry Sky Ancient Road. The ancient road had yet to open, and even more formidable figures had not yet arrived.
After chatting for a few moments, Bai Yu planned to return to his room and make some preparations early.
Chu Shouling nodded at this and was about to bid Bai Yu farewell. But just then, a commotion suddenly broke out across the grand hall. Countless gazes turned toward the entrance in perfect unspoken accord.
Bai Yu, too, instinctively looked toward the noise. He then saw three groups entering the hall at once. The instant they stepped inside, an invisible pressure swept through the entire pavilion.
Under that pressure, the expressions of many people changed dramatically, as though they found it unbelievable.
Bai Yu stared at the three groups entering Jiangse Tower, a cold smile lifting his lips. He was exceedingly familiar with the insignias of these three teams. Besides, there was an old acquaintance among them.
The people of the Sword Burial Sect had arrived rather early.
As they entered the hall, their icy gazes caused the once-noisy hall to fall silent at once.
Nearly every gaze converged upon them at that moment.
Leading the three groups were one man and two women.
The woman in the black-and-red cheongsam wore a light veil over her face, her bearing carrying a mature and seductive charm. Yet the icy aura she exuded suggested that her cultivation might have reached the upper limit for entering the Starry Sky Ancient Road this time!
On the other side was a woman dressed in black-and-white Daoist robes. A gentle smile hung on her face, and when her gaze swept over the crowd, people found it difficult to