Tonight, Xuan Youwei greeted five or six young men and women with a faint smile, responsible for hosting them. Their toasts crisscrossed amidst a friendly atmosphere at the banquet.
These individuals were not from the same force but representatives of an alliance, each belonging to different forces within the alliance. Without exception, they were all among the top forces on the Ancient Road.
The alliance was named Emperor Sky, harboring great ambition, gathering like-minded people in an attempt to integrate the Far East battle zone, clear the field ahead of time, and eliminate competitors.
"Is Mr. Mu not here?" A white-haired young man in the group asked with a smile. He was the strongest representative present, who had once reached the quasi-taboo level in the True Seed Realm.
Regretfully, he said, "What a pity, I wanted to discuss the secrets of this Ancient Road with Mr. Mu."