Twelve people stood in front of the statue of a dragon whose scales were scarlet red.
One of them was the powerful figure of Qing Shuyin next to the curvaceous silhouette of his daughter, Qing Ruyan.
Next to them were another elder and disciple of the Serene Cloud Sect, along with the two elders and then disciples of the Burning Heart Sect.
Qingyi and Qingxue were on the left of the group, next to the elder Chen Wutian and the direct disciple Feng Zhenhai from the Ascending Dragon Sect.
In total, there were six disciples from the peak of the Golden Core realm and six elders from the peak of the Iron Body realm.
That was a power big enough to take down a medium-sized sect, but it seemed small compared to the figures surrounding them.
"You look beautiful today, elder Qingxue," Wutian smiled at the silver-haired beauty, but she didn't even turn towards him, her eyes focused straight ahead, cold and serene.
