When Xiao Yan, Qin Wan'er, and the others rushed into the pillar of light, Xiao Yan keenly sensed the space around him falling into violent turmoil. By the time he regained his bearings, he found himself standing on a stone platform. Light kept flashing across it, and figures appeared near him one after another.
Xiao Yan turned to look, but he could not find Qin Wan'er or her companions among those figures. It seemed the spatial fluctuations in the pillar of light had transported them elsewhere. Still, that suited him just fine. Without others holding him back, he could freely bring all his methods into play.
As thoughts churned in Xiao Yan's mind, the others on the stone platform had clearly realized their situation as well. Some quickly gathered together and surveyed their surroundings warily. Judging by their behavior, they must have already known one another. Among the rest, a few who considered themselves prestigious actually began recruiting others on the spot. Clearly, they all understood the importance of sticking together in a place like this.
"Young brother, I see you're alone too. Why not come with us? We can look out for one another." Just as Xiao Yan was about to turn and leave, someone suddenly called out to him. He looked back. The speaker seemed to be a member of the Cold Huang Clan, and his strength was at the Ninth-Rank Supreme level. As such, quite a few people had chosen to attach themselves to him.
After a moment's thought, Xiao Yan understood. Although he had no acquaintance with this man, even his outward strength was currently at the Eighth-Rank Supreme level, making him quite formidable among this crowd. No wonder the fellow wanted to draw him in.
"No need. I'm merely a drifting cloud and a wild