Chapter 231: Skyler Lawes the Tagalong

Penton Peak lay wrapped in drifting cloud and mist, its aura thin and ethereal. The entire range seemed to float above a sea of white, like a divine abode torn straight from legend. Verlion Sect stood upon it, its halls and pavilions climbing the slopes in tiers. Eaves jutted skyward, beams were carved and painted, every structure proud and immaculate. Outside Holy Maiden Hall, deep within the sect, two figures stood in silence. On the left was Victoria Langhilt, the sect master of Verlion Sect....