On the edge of a fiery red lake, Zhou Chengru and his four companions spotted Li Qingyue and Qin Ming.
The atmosphere instantly grew tense. The few people across were highly alert, their eyes fixed on the immaculate and graceful Li Qingyue. Their attention was primarily on her, hardly glancing at Qin Ming and the other three golden-armored guards.
Among the core disciples from outside, they knew each other well. Over the past two years, Li Qingyue had risen to prominence with a ferocity that instilled a powerful sense of intimidation. Despite her delicate appearance, she reveled in battles and had shattered many formidable disciples over the years. With her incredible achievements, she had cemented an unshakable core position.
Zhou Chengru wore a serious expression. His background was substantial, and his master was a well-respected figure. His master uncle, who was also the master of Cui Chongxuan, had a reputation that reverberated throughout the Night Mist world, showing no fear of Li Qingxu's teacher.
Cui Chongxuan, though unfamiliar with Li Qingyue, had seen her before and understood the significance of her status as a core disciple due to his family's long-standing influence.