"You alone aren't enough."
Amid the clouds, the Supreme quietly looked down at the aged figure standing atop the Black Tower, his expression calm.
As he spoke, a force smoothed away every disturbance Old Han's appearance had caused in the surrounding world. At the same time, the World Stones broadcasting across the Southern Region lost their luster and went dark, sealed by some unknown power.
Across the Southern Region's Immortal Dynasties and countless Immortal Cities, even among the frontier immortal armies stationed in the wilderness of space, everyone suddenly discovered that the projected images had vanished. Only a deathly blackness remained, as though a black cloth had been draped over the World Stones, preventing anyone from looking through.
Everyone was left bewildered and uneasy. Questions flew, but no one knew the answer.
Only a few old survivors in hiding understood what had happened. They could not help sighing inwardly. It seemed the Supreme was drawing in his net.
The immortal populace of the Southern Region had already been shown everything they were meant to see.
What came next was not something they needed to witness or know.
The appearance of that ancient, damaged Emperor Tower meant one great fish had taken the bait. What followed was no longer a situation the other remnants needed to join. Anyone else who appeared would only be an even greater fish.
And fish of that caliber would be able to observe the Southern Region's movements even without the World Stones' projections.
Many old survivors in the Immortal King Realm could also use their own power to sense what was happening within the Heavenly Palace Domain from afar, unless the Supreme intervened to seal off the domain.
But this Supreme had not done so. Many things could not be hidden from those at the top;