An enormous square was situated at the end of the mountain road that snaked up Heavenly Dragon Mountain. In the square, there were people coming and going. It was very lively, but there were three people firmly blocking the path.
They were two men and a woman. All of them were in their twenties, but they looked different from one another. One of the young men was tall and slender. He wore clothes that were as black as ink and looked extremely gloomy and cold.
The other man was dressed in a bright yellow monk robe. He looked like a monk, but his expression was a little repulsive.
And the woman was dressed as a Daoist nun. And just like the two people from before, she had a cruel expression on her face.
Standing before them was a young man dressed in a luxurious robe. He was half-kneeling and had spat out a mouthful of blood. He was staring at the three.
