"Could that aura be Xi Menqingang's?"
"Tsk, tsk. Ever since Xi Menqingang became the Dao Cang Court Master, he hadn't unleashed his aura like this in tens of thousands of years."
"Could something have happened to the Dao Cang Court?"
"Don't you know? It happened in the Flowing River Great World."
"The Flowing River Great World? In such a barren world, is there really anyone capable of threatening the Dao Cang Court?"
The passing beings discussed it heatedly. Within the Ancient Immortal Realm, not every being could be called an immortal or god; only those whose names were recorded in the Heavenly Book qualified.
After becoming immortals, they would receive the favor of Heavenly Dao National Destiny. Their cultivation speed would far surpass that of other beings, and they could even avoid Heavenly Tribulation.
Thus, becoming an immortal held immense allure for the beings of the Ancient Immortal Realm.
Yet becoming an immortal also meant losing control over one's own life. Once the Heavenly Dao flew into a rage, all immortal gods under it would lose consciousness and become its battle machines.
Such an incident had occurred long ago. All immortal gods had lost consciousness and gone to hunt down a monstrous genius who wished to defy the heavens. Although the Ancient Immortal Realm had constantly suppressed news of it, the legend still persisted.
Xi Menqingang had once written his name in the Heavenly Book and joined the Immortal ranks. Once merely a registered disciple of Immortal Venerable Canghua, he had now risen meteoricly with the aid of Heavenly Dao National Destiny, becoming a transcendent existence comparable to the Moon Stealing Sect Master and the Twelve Venerables of Xuanxu.
Inside the giant tower on the main island, Xi Menqingang's voice rang out from behind the doors once more, low and