Jian Yu, a Nine-Revolutions Immortal Emperor from the first-rate Sword Gorge Mountain, stood with Innate Sword Qi swirling around him as if it could tear apart heaven and earth. He swiftly arrived before Taiyuanzi and asked respectfully, "Senior Taiyuanzi, what should we do now?" Panic was impossible to conceal in his voice, like a trapped beast.
Looking into the distance, the vast and boundless Immortal Palace territory was now shrouded in chaotic mist.
Once, the first-rate factions had relied on their formidable strength to occupy considerable territory in this mysterious land.
Yet before the absolute authority of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, they were merely pieces on a chessboard.
The Ten Great Immortal Sects were like ancient dragons coiled above the clouds, controlling the territorial distribution of every faction within the Immortal Palace territory. Their every command was like an inviolable law of heaven, ruling this land.
Now, with the powerful return of the Immortal Palace territory's master, an invisible and mysterious force swept across the entire territory like a raging tide.
Wherever that force passed, space warped and light dimmed. All outside factions, like fallen leaves scattered by a gale, were completely banished.
Jian Yu knew clearly that at a time like this, their only sliver of hope was to seek help from the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
And among the Ten Great Immortal Sects, Taiyi Xuantian Palace was universally acknowledged as the strongest, thanks to its long-standing Inheritance, profound foundation, and countless peerless experts.
As the person Taiyi Xuantian Palace had sent to guard the Immortal Palace territory, Taiyuanzi naturally became their final lifeline.
"Senior Taiyuanzi, we cannot lose the Immortal Palace territory!"
An elderly man in a dark-purple robe staggered out from the crowd.
Complex Runes were embroidered upon his robe, secret art marks passed down by