Voluntarily Pleading Guilty

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

The lively scene within White Emperor City showed no sign of diminishing; instead, it only grew more fervent. At the same time, chaotic incidents such as private fights and assassinations became increasingly frequent, forcing the City Lord's Mansion to issue regulations restricting cultivators entering the city.

Meanwhile, all manner of rumors regarding the emergence of Heavenly Fire grew ever more outrageous.

Some said the Heavenly Fire had fallen from the sky, hanging from the heavens like a cascading waterfall of molten flame. Others claimed it had been born from the earth, gushing from underground like a spring, thick as pulp and oil. There were even swindlers using the Heavenly Fire phenomenon as a banner to sell strange stones, claiming they had been produced within the Heavenly Fire.

In short, all this turmoil only intensified with each passing day.

Yuan Ming, who had been cultivating in seclusion all this time, knew nothing of it until Nan Shangfeng's arrival shattered his peace.

When he emerged from the secret chamber, he immediately saw Nan Shangfeng outside, head lowered as he paced back and forth.

"What is it? Did something happen?" Yuan Ming asked.

Nan Shangfeng abruptly raised his head. His brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of worry.

"Fellow Daoist Wan, early this morning, people from Heavenly Dragon Hall and the Great Luo Sect arrived in White Emperor City. Long Hou, the master of Heavenly Dragon Hall, and my master, True Man Tantai, have both come as well," Nan Shangfeng said as he hurried forward, speaking at a rapid pace.

True Man Tantai was precisely the sect master of the Great Luo Sect.

With a shift of his thoughts, Yuan Ming understood why Nan Shangfeng was so flustered.

"The emergence of Heavenly Fire