Divine Melody Taihua

The crowd had high praises for Ning Hua. Over where the members of Desolate God Palace were, Desolation lowered his head and picked up a cup of wine. He drained it in one gulp. He raised his head and glanced over at where Ning Hua was among the members of Donghua Academy.

A faint battle intent emanated from his gaze. Seemingly sensing something, Ning Hua also turned his head around and looked towards Desolation. They locked gazes. A formless current actually formed in between them.

The surrounding people seemed to all sense something. Their gazes shifted toward them.

When the cultivators of Desolate God Palace entered Donghua Academy, Desolation had wanted to challenge Ning Hua. However, Ning Hua was not around.

Now that such an opportunity had arisen, Desolation would certainly not let it slip past him.