"Junior Brother Ling Chen, do you have a grudge against that person?"
Lin Wan seemed to have noticed the expressions on the faces of Ling Qianji and the others, and then looked at Ling Chen somewhat surprised, asking.
"Just a clown, not worth paying attention to."
Ling Chen glanced in the direction of the Ling Family crowd, then looked back and nodded to the others, "Let's go in too."
With the sacred aura around them, Ling Chen and his group entered Spirit Mountain without any obstacles.
The inside of Spirit Mountain was more vast than imagined, with extremely abundant Spiritual Qi drifting in the air, occasionally forming patterns of small beasts, darting around as if possessing spirituality.
However, the place where the Nine Streams Gathering was held was not around Spirit Mountain but in the most central mountain peak area!
