Icebergs stood like sculptures of jade, endless snow blanketing the earth as though it were a flawless, pristine holy land.
The rosy clouds in the sky danced like ribbons, like a mysterious greeting from the depths of the cosmos.
Tents stood in clusters beneath the glowing clouds.
"Old Zhong even went out of his way to use a divine ability as a barrier. Who's he guarding against?"
Jiang Chuan swept his gaze over the rosy clouds and immediately knew they were Zhong Ran's handiwork.
"Do you think everyone is like you, able to fight returning demon immortals? If a whole crowd of ninth- and tenth-realm cultivators like us plunged headfirst into the immortal formation the Ye Family set up, could we make it out unscathed? If I don't protect them, what if evil cult cultivators come to launch a sneak attack?"
Zhong Ran, his clothes blood-stained, emerged from a tent.
"Your teacher worried about you for half the day. Now that you're back, she can finally breathe easy."
Seeing Jiang Chuan stop walking, Netherkill Ancient Immortal asked, "What's wrong? Were you moved by Qu Shi?"
"I should refine Wanpeng Heaven first, then return to Earth Star."
"..."
Although Jiang Chuan wanted to return to Wanpeng Heaven for secluded cultivation, he first gathered Great Xia's Void Immortals with Netherkill Ancient Immortal in a tent for a meeting.
"You brat didn't call us all here just to show off your achievements, did you?" Zhong Ran asked, staring at Jiang Chuan as he took the seat of honor.
"When have I ever shown off my achievements?" Jiang Chuan retorted.
"Then are you here to inform us that you want to become Great Xia's president?"
"I'm here to rule you all. In as little as three months, or at most half a year, Dragon