After Xuan Zi finished speaking, the atmosphere at the banquet quickly grew lively as representatives from the various empires and sects came forward one after another to offer toasts.
Xuan Zi had just broken through to the Ultimate Douluo realm and was now the master of Sea God Pavilion, at the peak of his prestige. Naturally, he could not neglect these guests who had come from afar.
This was also the first time since taking over as master of Sea God Pavilion that he had formally faced the major figures of the continent's various factions.
Therefore, although Xuan Zi did not enjoy such social occasions, he showed an unusual degree of patience today.
Holding a wine cup, he crossed the banquet hall under the company of Yan Shaozhe and the others, speaking one by one with both familiar and unfamiliar powerhouses.
"Elder Xuan's crossing of this heavenly chasm is truly a blessing for the three great empires."
"With the Taotie Douluo guarding Shrek Academy from now on, Shrek Academy will surely continue its glory."
"Congratulations, Elder Xuan."
Similar words continuously reached his ears. Xuan Zi kept a smile on his face and occasionally raised his cup in response.
Listening to the flattery around him, his carefully groomed old face grew increasingly ruddy, and he looked utterly high-spirited.
But just as he drained the wine in his cup and prepared to move to the next table, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
His gaze passed through the moving crowd and landed on the other side of the banquet hall.
The next instant, the smile on Xuan Zi's face froze, because he saw a familiar figure—the very person he least wanted to see right now.
The Holy Spirit Cult's young master, who had once led Evil Soul Masters in attacking Shrek Academy and had