In the midst of the Eastern Alliance, Qi Yuan's figure descended.
Immediately, several titled Martial Lords approached to greet him.
"Your joining the Eastern Alliance is truly an honor for us," they said.
The leader, an elderly man with flowing white hair and a few antlers on his head, looked quite the immortal sage.
The Shensou Martial Lord had informed them of Qi Yuan's background before bringing him back.
This stronghold of the Eastern Alliance housed three titled Martial Lords and over a hundred Martial Lords.
The rest of the Martial Lords, whose strength was not notable, stood at the back, with the Great Martial Lords at the front, and ordinary Martial Lords at the very end, not even qualified to greet Qi Yuan.
Those ordinary Martial Lords looked at Qi Yuan with faces full of reverence and envy.
"May I ask your esteemed name? I am Hei Lu," said the old man.
Qi Yuan glanced at the old man and replied indifferently, "Qi Yuan."
