At this moment, on a plane belonging to the Celestial Race somewhere in the Taihao Immortal Realm.
More than a dozen late-Integration Stage old monsters of the Celestial Race had gathered in a gilded and jade-adorned study. Immortal essence flowed around their bodies, rendering the air increasingly oppressive.
The white-haired old man at their head swept his fellow clansmen with a gaze as sharp as a torch, his voice carrying unquestionable authority.
"Still no sign of that brat...?"
"Reporting to Duke Huan, about a year ago, that brat's aura appeared in the Lesser World. Recently, however, it has been drifting unpredictably. I presume he is on his way back to the Taihao Immortal Realm..."
The old monster who replied bowed with his head lowered, his tone carrying a hint of caution.
Hearing this, the white-haired old man slowly nodded. His knuckles lightly tapped the jade table, producing a dull sound.
"If that brat has truly returned to the Taihao Immortal Realm, where will he choose to settle?"
"Reporting to Duke Huan, we deduce that he will still return to Divine Water Immortal City. The Cave Mansion gifted to him by the Divine Water Immortal Sect is there. It is his only foundation in the Taihao Immortal Realm..."
The white-haired old man closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. When he opened them again, his gaze was deep and somber.
"Have the clansmen who will cooperate with our people from the upper realm and descend here all been gathered...?"
"We have spread the word among all our clansmen in the Taihao Immortal Realm. Most of them have now answered the summons, while the rest are still negotiating the terms..."
When the white-haired old man heard this, a trace of grief suddenly flashed through his eyes, as if a burden weighing