Thirteen spoke under his breath, and his gaze was sinister.

As soon as he said this, the way the other nearby experts’ looked at Su Yi shifted inscrutably.

Su Yi glanced at Thirteen. “In a bit, I’ll give you an opportunity to throw your life away.”

His tone was calm and casual.

Those nearby were stunned, while Thirteen’s expression gradually darkened.

Su Yi paid none of this any heed, instead continuing into the Ancestral Hall alongside the young woman in the ink-black skirt.

….

The Ancestral Hall was built halfway up a mountain, facing a cliff and a sea of clouds. It was ancient and grand.

Countless pieces of Silver Star Stone were embedded in the ceiling, making it seem like a starry sky casting its gentle radiance on the world below.

Numerous figures were currently seated on the first floor.

To the left sat Ye Zishan and the other prominent members of the Ghost Serpent’s main lineage.

To the right sat the prominent members of the three branch lineages.

A group of guests and spectators sat near the doorway, including Pi Mo’s disciple, Jiang Yingliu, as well as experts...