Heavenly Wolf Main Hall.
The malign aura of nurturing earth slowly withdrew into the shadows in the four corners. The dragons and serpents formed from blood qi ceased their rampage, leaving only the shamanic spirit aura spilling through the doorway, coating the walls in the sheen of cold iron.
A dim, lusterless shadow emerged from the doorway. An iron-gray skirt swayed gently, and tall boots trimmed with gold stepped forward. The gaze traveled slowly upward over array robes embroidered with white horses and azure oxen, stopping on a beautiful, delicate face.
She bowed slightly in greeting, revealing her aura. She was already at the Purple Mansion middle stage.
"Xiao Xuelin greets [General Fu Xuan Jingye] and the [Great Wilderness Evil Land Bodhisattva]."
Feng Yan's gaze sharpened slightly. His platinum armor clinked, and his tone softened a little:
"Since [Forest Martyr] has arrived, I won't quibble with this monk."
Beside him, Evil Land remained impassive and said nothing. He tore open the great void and became rolling yellow sand, escaping into it. A murky yellow pure land ravaged by wood qi could vaguely be seen within.
His status was unusual. Not only was he the person overseeing the Glorious Age lineage's external affairs, but he also had the rank of Venerable within reach. Thus, he held an exceedingly high position even in the Liao Lands, and few could command this Bodhisattva.
Feng Yan sat high in the seat of honor and lightly clenched his fist. A bloody wind swirled, dispersing every trace of malign aura within the main hall. A blazing, ferocious martial might filled the chamber.
"Gu Huaixu, heh. That man has far too many schemes of his own. His cultivation may be high, but he's of little use."
Standing in attendance below, Xiao Xuelin stepped slowly forward, her skirt