Clouds and mist like dragons, dark green pines and cypresses.
At the foot of Jade Dragon Sect's mountain.
Two immortal-looking Outer Elders stood with furrowed brows, holding a blood-stained invitation, now dark red, but the Immortal Seal upon it still glittered brilliantly.
Such seals could only be stamped by those with direct connections to the Immortal Court or true great sects that are disciples of the Three Immortals Sect.
Now look at the three people before you.
The man, in tattered white clothes, had a sullen expression, his teeth tightly clenched, his breath chaotic and weak as he pressed hard against a wound, while a girl, equally disheveled but still unspeakably charming, gently supported him.
Faint tear stains lingered on the girl's face, her red lips bitten, her eyes lifelessly fixed on emptiness, as if she had just suffered a great calamity.
