Stepping into the venue.
Dan Jing, along with the sisters Xi He and Chang Xi behind him, walked straight toward the seats occupied by the Quasi-Sage powerhouses.
Seeing the three of them arrive.
Nuwa, seated in the place of honor, forced herself to put on a gentle, amiable smile despite how hard it was to contain her emotions.
She cupped her hands and bowed to the three of them:
"Welcome, you three. You have come from afar and must have had a tiring journey."
"Please, take your seats!"
As she spoke, Nuwa raised a hand in invitation, indicating the three vacant seats at the very head of the left side of the venue.
Dan Jing naturally took the foremost seat on the left without the slightest hesitation.
That seat—
Had originally been reserved for the most honored and distinguished guest.
In the Primordial World and across the Universal Realms, aside from that old man who had already merged with the Dao, who could possibly be more honored than Dan Jing as a guest?
So Dan Jing took it without a shred of modesty.
As for this.
The guests who had already taken their seats had no objections either!
Even the Three Pure Ones seated at the head of the right side had nothing to say.
Got a problem—
Go tell the Chaos Bell of that Sun Star Madman!
After taking his seat.
Dan Jing swept his golden eyes over the expressionless Quasi-Sage powerhouses.
Finally.
His gaze settled particularly on the Three Pure Ones!
Oh—
Not bad!
All of them had improved quite a bit—
Taiqing, wearing the image of an old man, had a trace of pure clarity circulating around him. Dan Jing could tell that he was not far from severing his Third Corpse.
Yuqing, with the appearance of