Afterward, Yin Lun brought Shi Yi into another small circle.
Since Chi Ming had invited Shi Yi to the Qilong Mountains, he brought Chi Ming along as well.
It was an open clearing filled with birdsong and floral fragrance, lush grass carpeting the ground. Several pavilions stood amid the greenery, and a murmuring stream flowed past them in turn, its waters burbling.
Yin Lun led the two of them to the pavilion farthest upstream and invited them to sit. Then two beautiful young women brought spirit fruits and ancient tea, respectfully setting them before the pair.
Quite a few beings had already gathered here. All were exceptionally powerful King Clan prodigies, each strikingly distinguished, their auras oppressive and divine light gleaming in their eyes.
Compared with the King Clan prodigies outside, the beings here stood a level higher in both talent and strength.
Nearly all their ancestors were quasi-Immortal Kings, far stronger than ordinary Immortal Ones. Though they were not true Immortal Kings yet, everything changed once the word "King" entered the picture.
For that very reason, the power of these beings' bloodlines was overwhelming, second only to that of the Imperial Clans.
This special little circle had been arranged precisely to show how highly they were valued.
Liu Chi, the Six-Armed Race prodigy who had provoked Shi Yi and Chi Ming earlier, was sitting in one of the downstream pavilions.
When he saw Yin Lun personally escort Chi Ming and his companion into the pavilion farthest upstream with a smile, Liu Chi's expression turned exceedingly ugly.
Everyone knew Chi Ming was his sworn enemy. With Chi Ming's strength and status, he had no right to enter this circle. Yet now he had been invited to the highest spot, where he could look straight down on Liu Chi downstream. Liu