This special section of the inner seating area offered more than a clearer view of the Gu Clan's coming-of-age ceremony; it was also a symbol of status. Aside from a handful of special guests personally invited by the Gu Clan, everyone seated here belonged to the delegations from the Ancient Eight Clans who had come to enter the Heavenly Tomb.
As Hun Changqing followed the Soul Clan delegation toward their seats, he passed the area occupied by the Gu Clan and felt a burning gaze that was all too familiar. His unhurried steps abruptly stopped, and he looked up toward a spot among the Gu Clan members.
There, Gu Xun'er sat cross-legged in a dark robe that exuded dignity and prestige, her lovely face peerless in its beauty. An icy aura, utterly at odds with the scorching energy inside her, radiated from her graceful figure. At a glance, she resembled a god on high, looking down upon all living beings with indifference.
At that moment, however, Gu Xun'er's eyes-which every member of the Gu Clan knew as perpetually cold and merciless-gleamed with a strange, burning light as she stared fixedly at Hun Changqing. When she saw him look her way, a meaningful smile immediately curled her lips, and she slowly nodded to him.
As the focus of countless eyes in the Gu Clan, Gu Xun'er could hardly show Hun Changqing such an expression without the clan's gifted young elites noticing. At once, storm-tossed waves surged through their hearts.
Ever since Gu Xun'er had returned to the clan several years ago, she had not only lived in seclusion but always maintained an icy, indifferent expression, like a block of stubborn ice that would never thaw.
Including the clan's newly advanced bearer of a god-grade bloodline, not a single young man who