As the grand gates collapsed, Ye You charged in at the forefront, clad in black robes billowing in the wind. His violet eyes were glazed with frost, and he gripped the Phoenix Scepter, standing not far from facing off against Mei Ji.
Close behind, Qing Xun and Qin Sisi also rushed in. Qing Xun, in a dark green garment, stood tall and unyielding like a resilient bamboo, his resolute expression blocking Jiu Ge, who had wanted to step in and assist Mei Ji.
In his hand, he held yet another of the Top Ten Great Divine Artifacts of the Demon Sacred Realm—the Bibo Moon Flute, an ancestral weapon of the Zhulu family.
Jiu Ge's expression shifted subtly. He occasionally felt a hatred for Ye You's perpetually cold countenance, but he strangely could never bring himself to dislike Qing Xun.
"Before it breaks ground, it already braces itself in sections; and upon reaching the clouds, it remains humble."
