On a gentle slope among the mountains, a group from the White Tiger Hall was gathering.
The leader, a robust martial artist, held a shield in one hand and an axe in the other, his Star Power surging around him. He was Bai Yunfei.
Beside Bai Yunfei, six or seven gladiators at the Peak of Spiritual Mind were clustered together.
"Brother Bai, what's so special about this Lin Zhen? Is he worth all this fuss?"
"Heard he's from the New World. Seems like he's made quite a stir on the ground these past years, looks pretty powerful."
"All that is not the point. The key is this kid appears to be a Saint-level Alchemist. San Hu wants to recruit him. If he claims one of the top ten thousand spots, it's a big deal."
As they chatted amongst themselves, in the distance a huge blood-red flag was seen moving in their direction.
They were staring at the flag, waiting for Lin Zhen to arrive.
Before Lin Zhen arrived, a man with a sword came up.
