After Cheng Yaojin exchanged pleasantries with the distinguished figures present, the maidservants who had long been waiting nearby led everyone to seats in the front row.
Just as the others below the stage were about to sit down, several more streaks of light descended onto the martial arts platform, forcing them to straighten up again.
The people who arrived this time not only possessed overwhelmingly powerful auras, but also radiated terrifying demonic energy.
As that intensely oppressive aura spread out, many Human Race and Immortal Race sects below immediately grew dissatisfied. Yet they merely furrowed their brows and grumbled inwardly; not one dared utter a word.
The disciples of the Demon Race and Demon Clan sects, however, could not help cheering, breaking the silence.
For a moment, the venue became rather noisy.
Among the people who had arrived onstage, the one in the center was tall and powerfully built. He wore blue leather armor beneath a fur-collared cloak, while his slightly wavy blue-black hair fell loosely around his sharply defined face. He was none other than the chief cave master of Lion Camel Ridge, the Azure-Furred Lion King.
At his side stood a graceful woman in a snow-white gown. Her hair was gathered in a bun, and a gauze veil covered her face. Her entire bearing was as cold as frost, yet the moment one looked at her, it felt as though a Celestial Immortal stood before them, stirring involuntary admiration.
She was the true cave master of Spider Cave, Bingbing Fairy.
Behind her stood a young man in a fox-fur robe, with a green jade wine flask hanging at his waist. His expression was languid, and he showed none of the awareness one ought to have as a member of a sect under judgment.
Had Shen Luo been present,