C311 Fann Qishui's Attitude

The rhythmic clatter of footsteps echoed as the Xingyun Devil Master, flanked by hundreds of Xingmo Palace disciples clad in black, ascended with grace.

Before him lay a staircase of a thousand steps, reaching into the clouds where the Xingmo Palace shimmered in and out of sight.

At the summit, amidst the mist, stood Yi Yun, resplendent in red