Ye Xiwen didn't know where they were heading, was just following Lin Zhantian to the depths of Yi Yuan School, to meet the founder of Qingfeng Mountain veins.
Within a deep space of Tianfeng of Yi Yuan School, the space was very small and was only able to accommodate a large palace, and inside the palace, there was an office where, high-level officials of Yi Yuan School would gather to have discussions on various important matters.
In a giant conference room, a circular round table was placed in the middle, there were many elders seated around the round table.
At the midpoint of the round table, a white robed middle-aged man was sitting. One would be surprised to see that this man's facial features looked very ordinary and very amiable, but all of the elders present there knew that they must never dare to underestimate him.
Because he was the head of Yi Yuan School, Wu Potian, the supreme leader of Yi Yuan School, who held the fate of people of Yi Yuan School in his grasp.