Half a year later, they reached their destination: an island more than a hundred li across. At the center of the island was an open expanse, where a breathtakingly beautiful Golden Palace towered. Sun and moon patterns were carved into the palace's stone pillars, and more than a hundred immortal cultivators stood guard around it. Most were Core Formation Cultivators, and their clothes came in all kinds of styles, as if they hailed from different forces.
Inside the spacious hall, a Golden Shirt Elder and a silver-robed old woman sat at the very front, while five Nascent Soul Cultivators sat on either side. Everyone's expression was extremely grave.
"Daoist Zhao, why haven't the people from Taiyi Immortal Sect arrived yet? They're far too unpunctual! Making so many of us wait for them."
A Red-Robed Elder with a ruddy face frowned as he spoke. Judging from his tone, he did not seem to fear Taiyi Immortal Sect.
A kindly-looking old woman in blue robes smiled and explained, "Fellow Daoist Chen, please wait a little longer. The Coral Sea Region is quite far from here, so it's understandable. This matter concerns not one family or sect, but the entire human race. Have a little more patience."
"Hmph, Madam Lan, who doesn't know your Four Seas Sect and Taiyi Immortal Sect wear the same pair of trousers? Without your Four Seas Sect's support, Taiyi Immortal Sect wouldn't dare run wild in the Coral Sea Region. Once the Coral Sea Region falls into chaos, the other sea regions will be thrown into chaos as well. If we hadn't restrained our subordinate forces, the entire South Sea Cultivation World would have become a pot of congee stirred into a mess."
The Red-Robed Elder snorted and spoke with some dissatisfaction.
The Golden Shirt Elder waved his