Nine Immortals Palace had already issued its summons several times, forming alliances with the major sects of the Chaotic Sea Region as well as the Rogue Cultivators. After all, in this crisis, no one could hope to endure it alone. Only by sharing one heart and one virtue would they have the strength to fight those Yinhun ghosts.
But in the end, the conflict had not reached this place at all.
There was no other reason: Heavenly Sha Bright King's Spirit Division had descended!
Though it was only a wisp of his Split Soul, and because of the Inter-boundary Force, his divine abilities were subject to many restrictions, leaving his strength less than one hundred-thousandth of his true body's.
But what sort of figure was Heavenly Sha Bright King? He was at the level of a Loose Immortal.
No matter how many restrictions there were, for a Split Soul to wipe out a few small fry was still easy to the extreme. The entire battle had not held the slightest suspense. Heavenly Sha Bright King had not done much either; he had merely eliminated the leaders of those rebellious Yinhun.
To shoot a man, first shoot his horse; to catch bandits, first catch their king. This was a plan to pull the firewood out from under the cauldron. They wanted to stir up a great war between two realms? How could it be that easy? Heavenly Sha Bright King had used practical action to show his attitude: their Six Underworld Clans harbored no covetous intent toward the Spirit World.
In no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Heavenly Sha Bright King returned to the Underworld. After all, the passage between the two realms had not truly opened, and for him to remain here was