The room was not only spacious, but flawlessly arranged as these hundred or so figures were seated with status, authority, cultivation, and relationships in mind, especially as Heaven-Saint Ancient Zenith was the central figure, seated as the sole host of this gathering.
Wei Wuyin's brief, sweeping glance, after digesting the identity and arresting presence of Heaven-Saint Ancient Zenith, caught sight of a few familiar figures, including those extensively reported on by his intelligence network regarding exceptional figures of great talent, cultivation, or status. Notably among these hundred or so stellar existences was a middle-aged man in pomegranate colored robes tied together by a milky white sash. He exuded a calming aura and a sweet scent.
