"Hmph, if Zheng Ming is really as overbearing as the legends suggest, why hasn't he shown up yet? You should know, if one cannot get through the Heaven-Defying Path, it's a dead end. At that time, even the Upper Sect might make a move."
"Maybe he doesn't think today is a good day," said the middle-aged man who was conversing with the young elite. He looked up at the sky and laughed merrily.
Just as the surroundings buzzed with discussions, on the eleventh floor of the high Thirteen-Layer Pagoda, two women stood in the air.
One of the women was dressed in green, and though her features were not too beautiful, she radiated a sense of calm intelligence.
As for the other woman, she was as exquisite as a flower, inspiring a feeling of otherworldliness at first glance.