Paying Respects to a Senior

"What if I were a Void Immortal?" Fang Xuan asked unhurriedly, his words striking like a bolt from the blue.

"A Void Immortal! A figure at the ninth level of Eternal Life who has survived the Immortal Realm Thunder Tribulation? An unparalleled master! Senior, are you a Void Immortal?" The servant's body shuddered, and he nearly dropped to his knees. His eyes shone with disbelief.

"That's right. I came to the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens' grounds to handle a matter, but no one was here to receive me, and I did not wish to call at the door uninvited. Isn't your proprietor a True Disciple of the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens? I would like to make friends with him. Would that be possible?"

"Yes, yes! I'll report it. I'll report it immediately. Senior, please wait a moment." The servant spoke repeatedly, then backed out respectfully.

Fang Xuan did not sneak inside. The Supreme Nine Pure Heavens was, after all, one of the overlords of the cosmic starry skies, a sect passed down since ancient times. It contained countless experts and was certainly guarded by formations and immortal artifacts. Charging in rashly would bring no benefit. It was better to enter openly and aboveboard.

Moreover, Fang Xuan possessed the cultivation of a True Immortal. Even if he claimed to be a Void Immortal, a Void Immortal would receive sufficient respect in any major sect. He was an absolute big shot.

The God Race Tribulation was approaching, and time was pressing. Fang Xuan had no time to waste here.

As he considered this, Fang Xuan's aura changed. A stream of immortal energy rose from his body, fully confirming his supposed Void Immortal cultivation.

Before long, space rippled with a crash as many important figures crossed through the void and appeared within the