In a Grand World, countless Dynastic Kingdoms stood tall, much like the Ancient Wilderness, where the highest level of cultivation was merely that of a Manifesting Saint.
Su Yie and the others were enjoying their wine and cheerful banter in an inn.
The Silver-faced Man had already booked the entire place. Everyone was speechless about this arrangement.
You, a being who transcends the Great Dao, actually enjoy the Mortal Realm this much?
In the entire inn, aside from the owner, the second-in-charge, and the cook, there were no other idlers present.
Long Su of Divine Honor had used mana to isolate the inn, ensuring that their conversation would not leak out.
"After all is said and done, I still don't understand Emperor Su's Sect. Who exactly is Emperor Su?"
The Silver-faced Man swirled his wine glass, speaking with profound implications.
His gaze swept over Su Yie, the Dugu Heavenly Clan, the Spirit of the Hidden Goddess, Ji Bubai, and others, his eyes filled with deep meaning.
