Zi Wei slightly raised her eyes. Her pale and exquisite face bore a pair of profound eyes, which swept across the tens of thousands of people gathered hundreds of meters away. Every single person there stared intently at Yi Bu, with an almost greedy gaze.,Amidst the raging wind and trembling mountains, Ye Qingtang, who was resting in the harbor, fell into the abyss with a shattered boulder.,A massive stone plummeted from the sky, hovering in mid-air. A fleeting shadow gracefully descended and landed upon it.。