Ji Mo and Chu Yang accelerated their footsteps to rush forward. Ji Zhu followed after them, but was left to pant heavily. And, the ten experts of the Ji Clan he led had no choice but to follow.
They took a turn, and saw that two groups were in confrontation.
Dong Wushang stood on the top of a prominent mountain rock. And, his face seemed like black ice. He was dressed in a black robe. The hilt and a small part of his black saber were exposed from behind his back. There was a sharp look on his face. He seemed like a majestic mountain that was overlooking the world of mortals beneath!
Dong Wulei and ten experts of the Dong Clan stood behind him.
Lou Ke Di stood beside him in a snow-white robe. He had a golden crown above his head. He looked very handsome, elegant, and graceful. He also had a folding fan in his hand; the fan had a golden outline. He was waving it, and seemed to be very relaxed whilst doing so.