Just as he thought! How could those old foxes standing at the pinnacle possibly obey the rules honestly? They were probably all plotting something along the lines of "grafting fortune"!
On the surface, the Azure Cloud List was an arena for young prodigies. Behind the scenes, it had probably long since become a new Go board for these ancient beings!
His sense of danger surged, but the blazing fighting spirit in Yun Qing's chest, which had never accepted defeat, was also fully ignited!
The corners of his lips lifted slightly, his Double Pupils deep and bright.
Contend with others? Wrest fortune from heaven?
When had he, Yun Qing, ever been afraid!
An Immortal Emperor's spokesman? He liked that title.
The two brothers sat quietly on the Starwatching Terrace. One wore moon-white casual robes, like a cold moon among the clouds; the other wore black robes with ink-dark hair, like iron sunk deep in an abyss. They drank together in silence amid the biting astral winds, forming a world of their own.
On the decks below, the Yun Clan disciples, whether busy or resting, occasionally looked up and saw those two tall figures sitting shoulder to shoulder, silently holding up the sky that belonged to the Yun Clan.
Time flew amid the immense fleet's roaring engines, day and night.
On the eve of their arrival, the great banners bearing the character "Yun" were suddenly lowered aboard every cloudship in the Yun Clan's magnificent fleet except the flagship!
The Twelve Young Masters emerged from their respective cloudships, waiting with keen interest for the changes to come.
His orange hair wild and flamboyant, Yun Jinglei flew over to Yun Tianluo, who had already boarded the flagship, and said excitedly, "Whew, Eldest Brother's had me running around outside all this time. How are the