"Immortal Jinglan!"
Cries of alarm came from a distant mountain peak, and those three words set the other mountain peaks roaring in an uproar.
Lu Lingjun's expression shifted slightly; clearly, she too had heard Immortal Jinglan's name before.
White Spirit Demon Emperor widened his snake eyes and said, "You mean that Immortal God who subdued the Crown Prince of the True Dragon race? Damn it, this is bad—really bad. Lingjun, should we retreat?"
Many years ago, Immortal Jinglan had descended to the lower realm and subdued the Crown Prince of the True Dragon race, forcing the True Dragon race to rebel against him. Unfortunately, the True Dragon race had been suppressed by the mysterious existence behind him. Word of that incident had spread throughout the world, making all living beings hold Immortal Jinglan in awe and fear.
Immortal Jinglan was different from other Immortal Gods. He remained in the mortal world, running rampant and tyrannical, stirring up no end of trouble.
Seeing him descend upon the Origin Great Vein, every living being participating in this Dao Discussion Assembly realized that something was terribly wrong.
From Immortal Jinglan's tone, it was clear he had come with ill intent.
Standing atop the Golden Dragon, Immortal Jinglan cut an unruly figure. He looked down upon the Origin Seven-Colored Pearl, his gaze sharpening, and a beam of golden light shot from between his brows, crossing the sky and directly shattering the Origin Seven-Colored Pearl hanging above the mountains.
Seven-colored winds and waves swept in every direction, and the two people fighting inside both stopped.
Lu Xian, dressed in white robes threaded with gold, fixed his eyes ahead, his sword-like brows tightly furrowed. At a glance, he saw Immortal Jinglan standing atop the Golden Dragon.
This was his first time seeing Immortal Jinglan, but the