Four Grandmasters!

Ten miles outside Wolong Ridge.

On a hilltop.

Several figures stood there, gazing from afar at Zhuge Manor nestled among the hills.

One stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in an earthy yellow robe. He was Li Sixiang, deputy sect master of the Immortal Crossing Sect.

A newly advanced second-rank Grandmaster.

Another was a slender-waisted woman. Her face was veiled in purple gauze, making her features impossible to discern, but judging from her figure, she was no different from a sixteen-year-old girl. Her waist was no wider than a palm, and her arms and legs stood as straight and slender as chopsticks.

Every glance she cast carried a beauty capable of bewitching all living beings, yet she gave off an air of mystery and lethal danger.

There was also a man with regular features and a stern, imposing face. Divine light shone in his eyes, capturing the soul, while a broad greatsword rested across his back.

He looked every bit the righteous hero. Standing atop the mountain, he possessed the heavy, immovable presence of a towering peak.

The last man had long hair falling over his forehead, obscuring the upper half of his face and concealing his eyes.

The lower half of his face was covered in bluish stubble.

At that moment, he lounged carelessly against a crooked-necked tree, a wine jug in hand, constantly pouring liquor into his mouth.

Suddenly.

A crane's cry tore through the sky, and several pairs of eyes turned toward the heavens.

Within the clouds, an immortal crane descended at high speed.

"The imperial family's Cloudshadow Crane!" said the righteous-looking middle-aged man.

"It's Jiang Ning!" Li Sixiang's gaze sharpened, then the smile on his face spread. "He really came!"

"Your Immortal Crossing Sect's target is him?" Beneath the purple veil came the woman's