The number of participants usually participating in the hunt battles are always ten, but the number of cultivators they could see was just nine, people began to wonder why such anomaly had occurred, it was at this moment that a cold young voice filled the air.
"Clan head and highly esteemed elders, I'm sorry for arriving late some mishap happened during my journey!"
The lad who had spoken, bowed has he swaggered towards were the participants for the hunt battle stood.
He had bodily features that made him quite conspicuous, his eyes were as bright as stars and his eyes were spurisingly the colour of the sun, he was burly and this gave him a highly refined masculine frame, though his young immature face gave him away.
"Even Young Master Silverbone came!" A lot of gazes full of worship uttered slightly as they stared at this new arrival.
