966 Luo Dajiang, Jiang Luoluo

A thick, foggy mist coalesced, accompanied by a similarly dense layer of spiritual Qi.

Yun Yang appeared with a smile plastered on his face. "Both brothers have finally arrived. I've been waiting for you. Please! Come in quickly."

As he spoke, the other two men felt their palpitating hearts calm down and eventually began to warm up in front of this smiling face.

Wu Menghuan cupped his fist in his palm. "How dare we trouble Supreme Cloud to welcome us personally? Where are Shi Wuchen and the rest?"

Yun Yang's grin grew wider. "All of them are in training… They're probably unconscious from it by now. Not to worry, not to worry. Come in first…"

Unconscious from training? Why did that have such a terrifying ring to it?