The mountains undulated and clouds entwined as celestial cranes occasionally flew past. Although it was now summer, this place remained as warm as spring, brimming with greenery, birdsong, and floral fragrance, resembling a realm of immortals.
At the end of a peach grove, inside a majestic and luxurious hall, sat more than a dozen people, young and old, male and female. However, the clothes they wore gave off a feeling as though one had traveled back to ancient times.
"Have those ten slots been sent out?" the commanding man at the head of the table asked indifferently, his cold gaze sweeping over those present.
"They have been sent out. After three days, the ten individuals who received the slots will come to the Hidden Sect," Jiang Donghao respectfully replied from the right side.
The Hidden Sect housed over a hundred Ancient Martial Sects, and the man at the head was none other than Situ Mingyou, the Sect Leader of the Lishan Sect, the premier sect among them.
