Illusion? It Must Be an Illusion.
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At noon, all the disciples climbed to the top of Qiyun Peak. For Jiang Beiran, who rarely participated in group activities, found that climbing the mountain was very exhausting.
"As expected, no matter which world I stay in, being alone is the most comfortable choice." Sighing in his heart, Jiang Beiran quietly returned to group of Order of Blue Heart.
Under the reprimands of the various Order Masters, the disciples of the 24 orders lined up in front of the Order of Blue Heart.
"Clang!"
As the bell rang in the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray robe with cloud patterns walked out.
"Greetings, Incense Master Qin!"
All the Order Master, Law Protector, and disciples shouted in unison.
Nodding at the crowd, Qin Yuan waved his long sleeves and faced the Hall of Blue Heart and shouted, "Bow!"
All the Order Masters and disciples knelt down and bowed three times to the Hall of Returning Hearts.
"Enter the hall!"