Late at night, a viscous moonlight spills across heaven and earth.
A slender figure dressed in night clothes appears on the streets of Qiushan City, rushing hurriedly and swiftly weaving through the streets.
The night view of Qiushan City is beautiful, with the moon hanging high in the starry sky, emitting a condensed white light, while the frost on the city wall is penetrated by moonlight and shines brightly.
"Boom!"
That slender figure suddenly bends its legs, and leaps tens of feet high, climbing onto the city wall.
"There are quite a few strongmen in Qiushan City indeed."
That figure is none other than Ye Xuan, his expression extremely solemn at this moment, eyebrows tightly furrowed, his shadowy gaze fixed on the distance, indifferently saying: "The Kongtong Sect, Taihua Mountain Sect, Carefree Sect, and several other Ancient Sects have all dared to send people to Qiushan City. And several Ancient Families have also arrived."
