Inside the grand hall.
The plain, classical floor was covered in soft cloud brocade, giving off a faint spiritual aura.
Nine thick Crane Spirit Trees stood tall within the hall like nine indestructible pillars, lofty and imposing.
All around the hall were hollow-carved windows, inscribed with Earth Rank Image Recording Stones. Through them, one could see an illusory and wondrous scene beyond.
The group slowly entered the hall, stepped onto the cloud brocade, and took their respective seats.
Chen Xun sat in the seat of honor, dressed in flowing white robes like an immortal. His black hair was like ink, his features refined, and his eyes carried a calm, easygoing light.
Several immortals slowly took their seats. Their figures shimmered like stars, radiating different auras—mysterious, proud, indifferent, or warm.
That proud one was naturally Gu Li Sheng, wearing an expression as though he feared neither Heaven nor Earth. Yet Chen Xun had seen him like this from the very first time they met, so he was long used to it.
Their gazes all settled upon Chen Xun. The hall fell quiet for a time, with only the immortals' faint movements and breathing audible.
"Moo~" Big Black Ox crouched at Chen Xun's side and let out a soft call toward the hall doors, which closed by themselves.
Frog Daoist was pinned beneath Big Black Ox's belly and was nearly flattened. He did not struggle; his pupils were unfocused, and he looked as though he did not have long to live...
Whoosh~~~
A gentle breeze swept through the hall as three Five Elements Sect Disciples respectfully came forward with tea—two men and one woman.
The Five Elements Sect's current sect robes were quite distinctive, woven from first-grade spirit grass of the Desolate Heaven Domain.
The robes were as light as cicada wings