Ye Lingtian's voice echoed through the empty mountains, as though his call could be heard throughout the entire valley.
Ouyang Yanan stood to one side, looking at Ye Lingtian with a smile. She felt a little shy, but her eyes revealed deep admiration and affection for him.
The three masters were meditating and cultivating, but the moment they heard Ye Lingtian's voice, they flashed out like a gust of fierce wind.
Chapter 122