บท 276: Return

The sun was high in the sky. Sun Wen was wearing a blue robe and his hands were behind his back as he sat on a dragon chair that was floating in the air. Beside him stood two very beautiful girls. One of them was holding a big umbrella, providing him shade, and the other was holding a blue, porcelain bowl containing ice-cold plum soup.

On the ground stood countless cultivators from this country. All of them were focused on waiting for the foreign battleground to open up.

Among those people were the elders of various sects and their top disciples. They were going to train inside the foreign battleground in order to raise their cultivation level.

Of course, there were also a few disciples that no one liked that were going to be thrown into the foreign battleground to let fate decide their life and death.

Time slowly passed. Although it was very hot, since these people were cultivators, their bodies could bear the heat, so they didn’t seem tired at all.