At the edge of the floating island, a certain white dragon stood with her hands on her hips, cursing the streets.
At the center of the Ascension Platform, the old man who had just Ascended to Immortal Realm pretended to remain calm. All his beautiful imaginings of the Immortal Realm had vanished without a trace. He trembled with fear; only after Ascension to Immortal Realm did he realize there was always a higher heaven beyond the heavens. Though that instant had been brief, it felt as if he had lived half a lifetime, and he had unexpectedly grasped the mysteries of life and death.
It was clear that this place was the Floating Immortal Island—Heavenly Soldiers and Generals brimming with killing intent, along with immortals of all different appearances who looked equally bewildered.
With a swish, Hengdao returned to its sheath.
Bai Yujun pointed back at the old man, and the Heavenly Soldiers who had received the order swiftly closed in, forming a battle formation.
In the blink of an eye, the old man was ringed by gleaming blades...
"Th-this... why such treatment? This old man has always done good and given generously, committing little slaughter and few sins. I taught my sect's disciples to travel the world with peace under heaven as their duty. Those on the Righteous Path trusted me—why turn weapons against me?"
Worthy indeed of someone extraordinary who had cultivated into an immortal. Neither overbearing nor servile, he carried himself with poise.
A certain white dragon walked up and circled him twice.
"The Ascension Platform is a vital site of the Heavenly Court. Today's incident will likely bring no small trouble. If this general mishandles it, I may be implicated and punished as well. If you know anything, it would be best to speak."
"This old