The purple celebration clouds that had filled everything dispersed, and the Immortal Path Nine Heavens reappeared. All the living beings within also came back to their senses.
Everything had felt like a dream.
On Cangming Mountain, Zhang Yan regained his senses and looked toward South Pole Heaven above the Immortal Path Nine Heavens.
South Pole Heaven was peaceful, with not a trace of killing intent nor the slightest aftermath of battle. It was as though nothing had happened.
"Strange..."
Zhang Yan frowned.
In that instant, when the purple celebration clouds had filled the skies, he had been unable even to evade them. Even if some change had occurred in South Pole Heaven, it was beyond his ability to interfere.
Before existences of that level, Great Luo truly had no power to fight back.
"I only hope the Great Leader is all right."
Zhang Yan stared into the distance. Faintly, he seemed to sense an oppressive, suffocating solemnity within the great hall of South Pole Heaven.
South Pole Heaven, inside the great hall.
"Senior Brother?"
After watching the silent South Pole Great Emperor for a long while, Daoist Yuding finally spoke.
"Send word to all the leaders. Unite the realms of the Nine Heavens as quickly as possible..."
South Pole's chest rose and fell for an instant.
"We... are moving!"
"Senior Brother held South Pole Heaven, yet still could not defeat Martial Ancestor?"
Daoist Yuding could not suppress the shock in his heart.
"Does that not mean he is already comparable to the Great Celestial Venerable?"
He only knew that, countless calamities ago, the Great Celestial Venerable had slain a Wuji Magnate who presided over the Infinite Realm. That battle had shaken the heavens and established the Great Celestial Venerable's reputation as the Supreme Expert beneath the Great Dao.
Although