The Beginning and End of the Top-tier War

Everything unfolding before their eyes was as dreamlike as an illusion.

Of course, that was only for the cultivators of the Primordial Continent.

To the prodigious cultivators of the Chaoyang Holy Sect, this was fucking hallucination!

Qingyue ate fish nearby. Even the incomparably delicious immortal fish could not calm her down. She could not help looking at Qingxue beside her. "Your father... what kind of stimulation did he suffer?"

It would have been better if she had said nothing. The moment she did, Qingxue's tears began streaming down uncontrollably.

After finishing that Golden Wheel Immortal Fish, Nine Bright True Immortal actually asked whether An Bulang and the others were full. If they were not, he could fish up another one to roast.

Jun Shi wore an utterly unsatisfied expression and shamelessly licked his ugly face as he prepared to ask for another fish.

But An Bulang stopped him, saying that one was enough and thanking him for the hospitality.

Just like that, they brought this trip to the Chaoyang Holy Sect to a perfect conclusion.

Next came the time for the cultivators of the Primordial Continent to decide whether to stay or leave.

To be honest, Qinghai Profound Immortal had never expected such a process.

According to their expectations, once these Tribulation Transcendence cultivators from the Primordial Continent witnessed the terrifying foundation of the Chaoyang Holy Sect, they should have shamelessly begged to join the sect.

Yet unexpectedly, the more things developed, the more it seemed as though the Chaoyang Holy Sect was trying to curry favor with them.

This was far too strange...

Moreover, that White-robed Youth possessed monstrously exceptional aptitude and was full of his own ideas.

Qinghai felt that he could not keep the group of cultivators following the White-robed Youth. Now, he could only see whether