Outer Sect Duelling Stage.
A few hours had passed since daybreak, and the clouds of fog that had completely engulfed the twelve peaks had long since lifted, allowing everyone to witness the green scenic peaks and the vast blue sky.
However, despite it being sunny, the breeze remained chilly, balancing the radiating heat from the sun and providing all the spectators gathered around the duelling stage with a great sense of comfort.
Standing on top of the duelling stage was a young man with short hair that reached only to his ears.
Because of the continuous winds, his hair fluttered alongside his white robes as he patiently waited on top of the stage with his arms crossed.
However, if one were to take a closer look into his black eyes, they would sense a trace of annoyance evident in them.
'Just why isn't that bastard here yet?' Yi Chen thought while pursing his lips and waiting with as much patience as possible on the stage.
