"To think we've found an Array Master!"
Those several terrifying presences voiced their thoughts, their glows rapidly receding, ultimately transforming into five figures shrouded in the Vast True Yuan.
As for the owner of the snow-white delicate palm holding the golden paper crane, they remained enveloped in a layer of mist, their true face never revealed.
"Young Alliance Leader, if this is true, it wouldn't be unacceptable to reward them with scarce upper-grade spirit stones," spoke an old figure with two horns on its head. Its voice boomed like thunder, lightning flickering around it as it spoke.
"Then let's meet with them first and discuss the matter in person."
After speaking, the breathtakingly beautiful woman known as the Young Alliance Leader took out another golden paper crane, infused it with ten breaths of spiritual energy, and threw it out. It turned into a dark golden glow cutting across the sky, as if splitting the entire night sky in two.
...
The next morning.
