His gaze was deep and shadowed.
Wu Xie.
An Long narrowed his eyes...
"This is the same person who appeared before... that Great Grandmaster..." Qin Shubao spoke in a low voice to the Scholar beside him. The man nodded slightly, his eyes clear and bright with intelligence.
The second Great Grandmaster.
This was good news.
Sui Yi's gaze quickly withdrew from Snow God Mountain and fixed only on the towering Sacrificial Altar ahead.
In the center was a tower, with seven linked altars around it.
These altars were nothing more than enlarged versions—by more than tenfold—of the altar on the small island by Luoyang Pier; the Runes on them were also far more intricate and far more ancient.
But Sui Yi's eyes still focused mainly on that tower.
The style of this tower looked like she'd seen it somewhere before, giving her a faint sense of familiarity.
But that feeling was very bad.
