"Tong Tianhao, hope you are well!"
Before the person arrived, the voice reached first.
The next moment, before Tong Tianhao could make sense of it, the Tianyuan Sect Leader's confident voice echoed across the sky above Xuanwu Sect, like a thunderbolt, reverberating in the heavens, lingering persistently.
As the words fell, the silhouette appeared.
The Tianyuan Sect Leader, accompanied by a group of powerful individuals, descended onto the square, confronting Xuanwu Sect Leader Tong Tianhao from afar, his cold gaze devoid of emotion, akin to eternal unmelted profound ice.
Whoosh!
The young cultivators in the square instinctively cleared a wide area for these strong individuals, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.
"When will I achieve such cultivation?"
All the young cultivators pondered the same question, thinking this is the genuine strong people.
