Inside the Boundary Gate, the fierce light of the Heavenly Dao blazed, stretching the Heavenly Spirit God's shadow out long. He held his saluting posture, head lowered.
Soon, the sound of footsteps reached his ears, slightly hurried.
An old immortal stepped out from within. It was Old Immortal Cixuan, who served Xuanyuan Renzun. He wore a white robe, held Fu Chen in his hand, and his white hair was coiled beneath his crown. His immortal crown was like a silver mountain, with what seemed to be birds circling above it, as well as scenes of mountains and rivers.
He came before the Heavenly Spirit God, smiled, and asked, "Heavenly Spirit God, have you been well lately?"
The Heavenly Spirit God raised his head and replied, "Quite well. Has the Immortal Lord come to see the Grandmaster?"
"No. This poor Daoist has come to see you."
"To see me? I wonder what instructions the Immortal Lord has?"
Faced with the Heavenly Spirit God's question, Old Immortal Cixuan's smile vanished. He drew a deep breath and said, "Something major is going to happen in the Heavenly Court."
The Heavenly Spirit God raised his brows. Although the Heavenly Spirit Great World had already enjoyed tens of millions of years of peace, such a span of time was not considered long in the Heavenly Court. How had the Heavenly Court run into trouble again?
Could it be related to the Dark Heavenly Court?
The last time the Dark Heavenly Court attacked the Heavenly Court, although he had not gone back to join the battle, he had still peered into that great war. It had been his first time seeing the strength of the Dark Heavenly Court, and it made him increasingly certain that the Heavenly Court was not an absolute ruler.
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