After an incense stick of time had burned down, three thousand six hundred and nineteen disciples at the Great Perfection of Body Refinement stood before Xia Yi.
Xia Yi swept his cold gaze across them and asked, "Is everyone here?"
"Sect Master, including the ordinary disciples, all the disciples at the Great Perfection of Body Refinement are..."
"Were my words not clear?" Xia Yi's expression turned stern as he barked, "I said everyone!"
The elders' hearts trembled, and they dared not say more, immediately departing. This time, they brought not only the outer sect disciples but even the menial workers of the Great Perfection of Body Refinement.
But Xia Yi's face remained as cold as ice, and the hope that had ignited within him gradually extinguished.
For among these people, he could not find the one who bore the power character of a blood dragon.
"An Inheritance Path with four hundred times the difficulty, yet someone managed to pass through it..."
