"Martial Ancestor, wait!"
A voice came from the sky. Immediately after, figure after figure appeared in front of Mu Zi.
Mu Zi's gaze slowly swept over them, without the slightest ripple at facing more than a dozen Heavenly Sovereigns.
"You want to stop me?"
Her faint voice rang out. As Mu Zi's gaze passed over them, every Heavenly Sovereign expert felt their hearts chill, sensing a tremendous pressure.
The White-Clothed Woman before them looked utterly beautiful, like an unmatched fairy aloof from the mortal world. However, the visually shocking scene she had created moments ago lingered in the hearts of everyone who had witnessed it, leaving them deeply wary.
At once, one person braced himself and stepped forward, cupping his fists toward Mu Zi as he said:
"That is not the case. You come from a Lower Plane, so you may not know this. In the Great Thousand World, there is an established, unwritten rule: conflicts at the Heavenly Sovereign level should not develop to the point of life and death."
The one speaking was Thunder Venerable One, whom Mu Zi had met once before. If it were not necessary, he truly did not want to face again an expert with such imposing might, but for certain reasons, he still had no choice but to speak up and negotiate with her.
"Have you ever heard of the 'Great Thousand Palace'?" Thunder Venerable One's bald head reflected the light, and then he began to explain the reason to Mu Zi.
The Great Thousand Palace was an alliance-type force established by the Great Thousand World in ancient times to deal with the invasion of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan.
The strongest figure of the Great Thousand World, who had once surpassed Saint Grade, the Immortal Great Emperor, had been the first palace master