The five-colored glow dispersed.
Ao Ying's expression grew tense...
The lineup for this grand assembly at the Five-Colored Ridge was quite luxurious. Besides Master Ni Yu and the Peacock Venerable, there were ten other figures present, including the disciples at the Yin God Realm under the two Venerables. Among all these figures, Ao Ying saw the last person he wanted to encounter.
Beside the Peacock Venerable stood a thin, somewhat desolate figure.
Prince Jiu.
Though still exuding a sense of pride.
But now, Prince Jiu was no longer as spirited as he was during the Northern Hunt in the past.
His temples had turned gray, and he had lost his sharpness, looking as though he had aged decades, yet his aura remained formidable.
The injuries from the Great Yue Kingdom had almost healed.
In those days,
Prince Jiu was the most hopeful candidate to achieve the Yang God status at the Five-Colored Ridge.
