Tongtian Tower, top floor.
Amongst the vast expanse of clouds, a tall, graceful silhouette flickered in and out of sight, her plain white gown fluttering in the high-altitude breeze.
Gazing in the direction of the Northern Frontier, Tian Yuan's golden eyes twinkled with an unusual light.
Amidst the surging clouds,
a figure ascended the stairs to the top of the tower and knelt behind the woman:
"Pavilion Master."
This was a man, middle-aged in appearance, but with hair and beard already graying.
If some high-ranking members of the Sects were present, they would recognize this middle-aged man as the leader of the Southern Borders' prominent Sky Illusion Sect, Taishiran.
Tian Yuan glanced indifferently at him, not bidding him to rise, her cool voice emanating from her lips:
"Well?"
Taishiran, still kneeling, maintained his ceremonial posture, letting out a low chuckle:
