The two men were both tall and powerfully built. One had inch-long hair standing up like steel needles and wore a sleeveless, tight-fitting outfit sewn from the hides of some unknown demonic beast.
The muscles exposed on his shoulders rose like two small mountains, sinews knotting across them like furious dragons coiled together. His limbs were as thick and sturdy as a bear's.
One glance at him gave the impression that he could wrench mountains aside and tear tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands.
The other man, however, was as thin as Ai Sang and the others, his skin a dark bluish-green.
He wore a square headscarf and held a string of jade beads in his hand, constantly rolling them between his fingers.
His handsome features carried a feminine softness as he stared at the man and woman whose figures were gradually solidifying before him.
The two who appeared both looked utterly ordinary. Only the woman had a curvaceous figure and skin like jade, fairer than snow, yet after seeing her face, one could not help but feel profound regret.
Another person stood below in the main hall with his hands hanging at his sides, without taking a seat. It was Agu Xi, who had hurried over after receiving his clansmen.
He had not been qualified to take part in the discussion here, but as the strongest surviving member of the Giant Tree Clan on the Tianlan Grasslands, certain matters naturally required his confirmation.
"You two must be the fellow Daoists who saved my clansmen. Please, take your seats! Agu Xi, you sit as well.
"This time, thanks to the aid of you two fellow Daoists, my Giant Tree Clan and the other six clans are deeply grateful.
"I am Ting Bixiao, the clan chief here. Below are