During the long wait, Zou Feng couldn't help but glance at his nearby fellow disciples. To him, almost all of them were unfamiliar faces.
It was no wonder. He had only recently broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm and hadn't yet had the time to interact with the disciples in this circle of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect. In fact, it hadn't been long since he became a True Inheritor. He had spent his time either in secluded cultivation or fighting brutal battles against Tribulation Cultivators in the Northern Domain, leaving him with absolutely no opportunity to befriend the sect's prodigies.
Furthermore, this mission to annihilate the Yama Underworld was extremely arduous. The vast majority of the disciples wore solemn, unsmiling expressions. Ma Qianqin, on the other hand, would step forward to greet acquaintances whenever she spotted them. If she noticed someone had packed on more muscle, she would loudly praise them.
