"Has everyone arrived?"
It was hard to tell how much time had passed. Amidst the murmured discussions, Jian Yi, who had been sitting quietly in his place, finally opened his eyes slowly. He stood up, scanned the group of people standing at the forefront, and continued, "When do we start breaking the formation?"
"Our Saintess Yunxi hasn't appeared yet. Please wait a moment longer."
An elderly woman stepped forward. She was an Elder from Yunxi Sacred Land, a position enough to command respect from many throughout the Eastern Desolate.
However, in front of Jian Yi, the old woman spoke with extreme courtesy.
The reason being, Jian Yi was a man of profound cultivation, extraordinary Sword Dao, his strength had long surpassed hers, and he was the leader of the "Seven Swords," known as a top genius among the younger generation of Heavenly Martial Sacred Land, second only to the Saint Heir!
Such a figure was clearly not someone an Elder from Yunxi Sacred Land could underestimate.
