Shang Yuan Qing Jing Cave Heaven.
Inside an immortal island cave mansion.
A not-so-spacious meeting room, which at the moment, is packed with dozens of people, giving it an overcrowded feel.
Among them, five cultivators in the Dharma Phase Realm emanate terrifying auras like a deep abyss.
An atmosphere of heaviness quietly diffuses.
However.
Behind the crowd.
A young man draped in a golden robe, a slight hint of pride on his face, has a faint trace of excitement gleam in his eyes.
A marked contrast to the expressions on the others' faces.
In the depths of his consciousness.
A voice suddenly rings out.
"Master, am I really able to participate in the Jiaoyun Realm event that my senior brothers mentioned earlier? Isn't it too soon?"
