The existence at the peak of the Yang God has reached an astonishing level in their control over the surrounding void. Any small disturbance can be easily perceived by them.
Beiming Xue and Wei Wuya exchanged glances, quickly lowered their heads, and withdrew their gaze, though their thoughts were hard to control, still pondering past events.
Inside the great hall, Chen Yuan sat at the upper seat, while Dongfang Sheng sat below him. Several maids respectfully served the top-grade Spiritual Tea.
"I have been looking forward to the Hall Master Dongfang for several days."
Chen Yuan smiled faintly, expressing his welcome to the visitor.
"To be honest, I've been in the hall preparing for this matter these past few days, even our Heavenly Demon Hall progenitor has been seriously considering it, thus the delay of a few days. I hope King Yan does not mind."
Dongfang Sheng put down the teacup, a little apologetically.
