Xia Zhan raised his eyes without betraying anything, looking past the crowd toward the Yun Clan's seats.
The Yun Clan's Eldest Young Master, dressed in black robes and a jade crown, had already risen and was heading toward the Origin Pool.
Everyone around him instinctively made way, yet could not resist stealing sidelong glances at him. After all, a young man in the late Immortal King Realm standing among a crowd of Immortal Lords and a handful of Immortal Venerables was strikingly conspicuous.
And yet, no one dared underestimate him in the slightest.
Leaving everything else aside, when the old Azure Cloud List grudge had been mentioned at the grand banquet a few days ago-no, the "Grand Court Audience"-Yun Huang's fiercely protective attitude of "Even if the Yun Clan really did it, so what?" alone had been enough to make everyone weigh the name "Yun Qing" in their minds eight times over.
Some had even heard that afterward, the Yun Clan's Southern Mountain Lineage Leader, Yun Lan, had made a special, "perfectly cordial" visit to the Southern Region sect master who had stepped forward that day to accuse the Yun Clan.
As for what the two had actually discussed, outsiders naturally had no way of knowing.
All anyone knew was that the sect master had looked ashen the next morning and hurriedly taken his leave without even attending this Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice. Immediately afterward, he had announced that he was entering seclusion until he broke through or died, and his sect would seal its mountain for a hundred years...
Recalling all this, everyone tacitly parted like the sea before Moses, opening a path to the Origin Pool for Yun Qing.
Over there, Yun Qing had already stepped into the Origin Pool.
The moment he entered, the radiant light that