Upper Realm, within a palace shrouded in clouds and mist, illuminated by seven-colored lights.
Xuan Jiyue looked at the elder covered in blood before her, her eyes slightly narrowed, her red lips moving: "Did that guy make a move against you?"
The elder shook his head vigorously: "Your Majesty, no."
Xuan Jiyue was slightly taken aback: "Then how did you come by your injuries?"
"Moreover, did you see that person?"
The elder's eyes were filled with awe, even after leaving the Devouring Sky Peak!
Yet the feeling of fear lingered, even destroying his Dao heart.
"I met that senior."
Xuan Jiyue's eyes brightened with joy: "Surely the invitation wasn't on you."
"It wasn't." The elder hesitated for a few seconds, then continued.
At this moment, Xuan Jiyue's red lips curved.
Since the other side accepted the invitation, it meant there was room for discussion.
The person's sudden appearance in the Upper Realm, with no information about them even in surrounding lands.
