Sacred Movements

Yuan Venerate White Crane stood on a small star, overlooking all the changes in the surrounding sky. For him, 10 days were merely like the blink of an eye.

"Who is it? Hiding sneakily around me is not a wise decision." Yuan Venerate White Crane finally shouted towards the void after being silent for quite some time.

"Ha ha… Yuan Venerate White Crane, long time no see. You must be waiting for that Shengzi of yours, Luo Yunyang!" A towering figure emerged.

Yuan Venerate White Crane frowned when he saw the person.

This person's cultivation was similar to his own, and Yuan Venerate White Crane knew him very well. He was an emissary of Da Qian Sacred Hall. It could be said that his status was no different from Yuan Venerate White Crane's.

Yuan Venerate White Crane might have greeted this person with smiles if they had met elsewhere. However, he was really unwilling to see that person at the moment.