C1091 Nine Suns Battlefield

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye for a High-level Martial Cultivator like Sun Yi. Soon, it was time for the formation.

However, right at this moment, Old Man Jiuyang sent a wisp of his consciousness to Sun Yi. He looked at Sun Yi with a smile, as if he had something to tell Sun Yi.

"Senior Nine Yang has graced me with your presence. I apologize for not welcoming you