As the mocking voice rang out in the sky, countless gazes were drawn over. The one who had spoken was also one of the envoys from the six sacred sects.

Under the attention of those countless gazes, the glaring rays from the ball of light began to weaken, revealing the figure within. One would see a rather messy looking middle-aged man seated there with a pipe hanging from his mouth.

Boundless Genesis Qi violently swirled around him like a storm, seemingly causing the world around him to tremble.

Zhou Yuan was stunned by the sight of this figure. It was the same person who had asked him for wine yesterday.

He would never have imagined that the sloppy looking uncle would turn out to be one of the envoys from the six sacred sects.

Above the stone platform where Zhou Yuan and the rest...