"Rumor has it, there might be seven Great Saints!"
Someone with insider knowledge received the confidential information at the first moment, becoming even more expectant.
Even those without invitations wanted to attend and were willing to ask familiar friends to accompany them.
At the Innate Sect, the ancient halls are majestic and grand, towering and connecting to the universe, accompanied by countless beautiful views like the Spirit Lake rippling with Immortal Light and the God waterfalls hanging from Xiu Mountain.
This place has a scene every ten steps, with the fragrance of flowers and birds chirping, arch bridges lying across, and pavilions and terraces scattered artfully.
The night was like an abyss, yet this place was as bright as day.
Qin Ming and the others attended the gathering on time, seeing many people along the way.
