Inside the hall, eleven thrones of blue crystal encircled a jade dais at the center, forming a silent council. One by one, the elders took their places.
A withered old man wreathed in golden qi sat at the central throne. His robe shimmered with subtle Dao patterns, and an ancient azure dragon coiled in silence across his sleeves. His aura was deep and placid, like an ocean under moonlight—but anyone who dared probe it would feel a bone-chilling pressure sink into their soul.
He was the sect master Mo Yuntian, a famed late-stage Nascent Soul expert and the current leader of the Azure Dragon Sect. It was said that even among the Sea and Mountain Realm, there were few Nascent Soul Realm experts who could contend with him one-on-one.
His gaze swept the hall, pausing briefly on each elder before settling on the final empty seat.
A ripple of light appeared—and a young-looking man in black robes stepped through. He bowed slightly toward Mo Yuntian before taking his seat.
