In the private room, Li Mu sat by the window, savoring Spirit Wine, while observing the scene below in the hall, taking everything in at a glance.
At the center of the hall were several hundred seats, where Nascent Soul Cultivators and representatives from various forces entered one after another, often accompanied by young and beautiful, graceful female cultivators.
The seating in the audience area was also hierarchically arranged, with those having stronger Spiritual Pressure or being representatives of a certain power arranged at the front row of the seats.
Afterwards, sorted accordingly, the weakest Loose Cultivators sat in the back row, and soon, seats for several hundred people in the hall were filled.
Li Mu noticed Wan Ling Daoist in the central location; he was always with friends, currently chatting leisurely with several Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
Seeing this scene, Li Mu put down his wine cup, furrowing his brow in thought.
