A small uproar emerged from the crowd who were occupying western section of the hills. Zhan Chen raised his head and saw a flying object approaching the venue of the Grand sect competition from a distance.
The flying object gradually grew clearer infront of his eyes and a smile appeared on his face after he noticed the symbol on the top of the flying boat. "They are finally here", he thought to himself.
The gigantic flying boat stopped on the top of a hill and a group of cutivators came out of it. Zhan Chen found several familiar looking faces among the group of cultivators.
Shen Ruyan, Su'er, Ling'er and always cold Liu Nanxi were amidst them.
There were two golden armoured warriors standing infront of the Shen clan cultivators. They had a penetrating look in their eyes which kept the crowd away from looking at the Shen clan cutivators.
