"It seems... the fourth seat is missing?"
On the white jade steps, the Buddha Son looked around, despite everyone being shrouded in a dim and mysterious aura, their appearances indistinguishable,
but based on their physiques, one could still discern which seat each held.
At this moment, a person he had never seen before was clearly added, yet the fourth seat was missing.
Eyes fell upon the newcomer, who was gazing at the Eight Sceneries Palace intently.
Kong Shentong sensed something amiss, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and respectfully addressed the shadowy figures whose depths were unknown:
"Greetings, fellow Taoists."
The seats exchanged glances, confirming indeed it was a newcomer, and not the fourth seat transforming their appearance.
Chen Nuanyu displayed a trace of worry on her face; since ascending to the High Heaven, this was the second time a member was absent,
the last time being the seventh seat, who faced a great calamity, nearly perishing!
