The righteous path immortals had only just taken their seats when the lone and demonic immortals arrived together.
Upon a great gray cloud stood Hegemon Immortal Chu Du proudly at the forefront, with two groups behind him. One group included Hao Zhen, Old Man Chou Wu, Li Si Chun, Immortal Wang, and others. The other included Hundred Feet Ren, Hundred Feet Ling, as well as several familiar faces from the Hei tribe, including the four Supreme Grand Elders.
The righteous path immortals looked through the wide-open hall doors.
Their gazes swept across the enemy immortals, but most eventually settled on Chu Du.
After several breaths, a Gu Immortal laughed. "The righteous path will undoubtedly win this battle. What Chu Men, what Hundred Feet Family—such a lineup dares to come offend our Golden Clan?"
"Hahaha, those words make sense."
"In my view, only Chu Du himself warrants a little caution."
The immortals laughed and chatted, and the atmosphere in the hall was exceptionally relaxed.
In contrast, Hao Zhen, Old Man Chou Wu, Hundred Feet Ren, and the others all had gloomy looks and worried expressions.
One only had to look at the scene to understand.
The righteous path had dispatched Three Immortal Gu Houses.
Zha Lei Hall stood on the right, Golden Dawn Great Hall in the center, and Divine Light Hall on the left.
Yet beneath Chu Du's side was nothing more than an empty gray cloud. Which side was superior and which inferior was obvious at a glance.
The righteous path immortals sat inside the halls, sheltered from wind and sun, with fine wine and delicacies before them. Chu Du's side, meanwhile, could only stand in the wind and watch.
The righteous path Gu Immortals feasted and conversed merrily, their morale soaring. On Chu Du's side, the immortals remained