Upon entering this special area, Xiao Yu and the others saw many people with formidable auras. Most belonged to the Gu Clan, though there were also people from other clans.
Xiao Yu swept his gaze around and spotted Huo Xuan and his companions from the Yan Clan among them. Huo Xuan noticed him at the same time and smiled, nodding in greeting.
Xiao Yu returned his smile and nod. Huo Xuan was a genius of the Yan Clan with a pleasant disposition. If the opportunity arose, he would be worth befriending.
After the four took their seats, they attracted quite a few stares, mostly from members of the Gu Clan. The gazes directed at Xiao Yan brimmed with schadenfreude, as though he were about to make a fool of himself.
Xiao Yan paid them no heed whatsoever and simply chatted with Gu Xun'er.
In truth, Xiao Yu found little worth watching in this so-called Gu Clan Coming-of-Age Ceremony. In his opinion, even the Xiao Clan's ceremony had more to offer.
Perhaps his strength surpassed that of his peers by so much that watching their tests and contests now felt utterly dull.
Life was truly as lonely as snow. Among his peers, he had no rivals at all.
And so Xiao Yu decisively closed his eyes and began meditating, shutting out every sound from the outside world.
The Gu Clan's coming-of-age ceremony might have held little interest for Xiao Yu, but to everyone else, it was one spectacle after another.
Those qualified to step onto the raised platform at the center of the square and undergo the ceremony were all geniuses of the Gu Clan's current generation. In particular, every commander and grand commander of the Black Annihilation Army was a young Dou Zun.
Clang!!!
The toll of an ancient