Xuan Feng turned and returned to the main seat, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, each tap seeming to question his own heart.
Ever since learning that the Gate of the Spirit Realm was about to open, he had tried every possible means to contact the Spirit Realm.
Heaven did not disappoint those with determination; he had truly managed to establish contact with the Spirit Realm.
Yet news of the Spirit Realm Envoy's impending arrival was like a double-edged sword hanging above his head.
"Hall Master, the Spirit Realm Envoy's purpose in coming this time is likely not so simple, is it?" An elder in white robes slowly entered the hall, his expression grave.
Xuan Feng raised his eyes to look at him. "Elder Bai, what do you mean by that?"
Elder Bai bowed slightly. "Hall Master, those of the Spirit Realm have always held themselves aloof and rarely appeared on the Xuantian Continent.
"Now that they have suddenly agreed to send an envoy, they likely have other designs. We must be on guard."
Xuan Feng fell silent for a moment, a trace of coldness flashing through his eyes. "You mean the Spirit Realm Envoy may be coming for our Xuantian Hall?"
Elder Bai nodded. "Exactly. The Spirit Realm's power far exceeds our imagination. If they intend to lay their hands on the Xuantian Continent, our Xuantian Hall will likely bear the brunt of it."
Xuan Feng pondered briefly, then let out a cold laugh. "Hmph, so what? As long as I can obtain the Spirit Realm's aid and break through to the Body Integration Realm, even if the Spirit Realm has designs of its own, I will spare no cost."
A fierce glint flashed through his eyes, and his fingers unconsciously tightened around the armrest.
If he could use