"How—how could it be them?!"
When Ji Yuan saw the newcomers, he naturally froze for a moment.
But he was not the only one present who was stunned. The vast majority of cultivators were equally taken aback upon seeing them.
Thus, Ji Yuan did not stand out as particularly surprised.
As usual, he found a seat in a corner and sat down, drawing virtually no attention.
That allowed him to quietly take a few more looks at the two female cultivators who had arrived late.
No wonder he was surprised.
He knew both of them.
One was named An Yue, and the other was called Demon Slave. Both could be considered Ji Yuan's old neighbors.
Old neighbors from the Bone Demon Sect, at that.
Sure enough, the Bone Demon Sect said they had both died back then. But knowing them, they probably faked their deaths and escaped the Bone Nightmare Sect.
But escape was one thing. How had they ended up in the Far Eastern Sea, on Devouring Sea Island of all places?
Ji Yuan was somewhat puzzled.
At present, Demon Slave was still the one stepping forward to hold the scene together, exchanging pleasantries with the Core Formation Cultivators.
As for An Yue, she played the part of a withdrawn female cultivator, following behind Demon Slave with her head lowered, not saying a word.
Yet Ji Yuan knew the truth.
Back when Ji Yuan's Divine Sense had just reached Half-Step Nascent Soul, he had once peered into An Yue's island. He had seen her peerless true appearance and learned that Demon Slave was actually the maid by An Yue's side.
However, what An Yue revealed now was naturally not her true appearance.
Ji Yuan felt that if she exposed her real face, the people here would react far more