"Hold on!" A sudden shout drew everyone's attention.
Deputy Peak Master Meng Wuyan of Purple Thunder Peak stepped forward with his cloud body clone, a flicker of electric light flashed across his narrow purple eyes.
He smiled slightly: "Gentlemen, your high-level discussions are interconnected. However, there is one person who is actually far superior to Wen Ruanyu, Duanmu Zhang, Qin De, and Zhong Dao."
"She is the most crucial figure in the whole affair of the White Paper Immortal City."
Tuoba Huang snorted with impatience, his brow furrowed: "Stop beating around the bush, just tell us who it is!"
His patience was clearly wearing thin.
All eyes sharp as needles were fixed on Meng Wuyan's face.
Despite being urged, Meng Wuyan maintained his own pace, slowly opening his palm, cloud energy swirling, supporting several phantom items:
An ancient jade slip bound with a blue thread, its surface covered with cracks, but emitting a soft glow of age.
