This person stood tall and jade-like, his complexion indifferent, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, carrying a hint of an inexplicable smile, his eyes even more so bright and deep like the stars.
"It's Xue An!"
"He really came!"
The crowd of onlookers stirred, all somewhat in disbelief.
Xue An slowly walked onto the square and did not attend to these people with their varied expressions.
Instead, he looked up at the towering Immortal Palace and said faintly,
"I have arrived!"
His voice was not loud, yet it vibrated across the wilderness!
Moments later, the Immortal Palace glimmered, and dozens of Loose Immortals streamed out in succession, spreading across the sky, then stood divided on either side, standing at attention with hands hanging by their sides!
It was only after that when Fu Wuliang finally stepped out of the Immortal Palace.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent, slowly descending from the void.
Utter silence.
