In Zhongzhou territory.
Above the Xuanlong Valley.
Ye Luo and his companions encountered the Zhongzhou Hidden Sect Leaders.
Both parties stood high upon the firmament, staring at each other from a distance.
Clearly, Ye Luo's side possessed a more formidable aura.
After all, Ye Luo had brought with him no small number of sect's combat forces, and with the presence of Ye Luo and the other four, they exuded an aura that the few Zhongzhou Hidden Sect Masters could hardly match.
The two sides looked at each other from afar, neither opening the conversation first.
The atmosphere grew somewhat rigid.
After a while.
Those several Zhongzhou Hidden Sect Leaders clearly could no longer hold back and were about to speak first.
But just as they were about to speak and had not yet uttered a word.
From the other side, Ye Luo spoke first.
"What are you all dumbstruck for? Upon seeing these famous predecessors, aren't you going to pay your respects?"
