Dyon always believed that the Mist Clan must have some sort of treasure that allowed her to climb match Jasmine's Higher Dao Realm cultivation despite being within the Middle Dao Realm. He thought that this was the reason Jasmine couldn't shake the Mist Clan, but he was wrong, very wrong.
Within the meeting room, Grand Elder Mist didn't sit in the main seat. Though it was true that from the arrangement, she was second in command. Second was still second.
In the main seat was a man. He didn't seem old, maybe late twenties on the verge of his thirties. However, considering he was a dao expert, this meant that it hadn't been a short time since his last breakthrough, but it hadn't been an extremely long time either. Likely around 20-30 thousand years.
