Inside the enormous ball of light in the distance, everything looked almost exactly like the aftermath of a site ravaged by a natural disaster.
Large stretches of mountains had collapsed within it, enormous rocks were scattered everywhere, and a hazy layer of smoke and dust shrouded the whole place.
Moreover, at a glance, there was not a single patch of green anywhere inside the entire ball of light. It looked nothing like an environment humans could inhabit.
At that moment, a group of people was engaged in a heated discussion inside the ball of light.
Judging by their agitated expressions, it seemed they could start fighting at any moment.
All of them sat cross-legged in midair, their auras so powerful they were frightening.
Layers of halos radiated from their bodies, blocking everything outside.
Clearly, they were already accustomed to discussing matters in such an environment.
And the topic they were discussing now was the upcoming War of Rules.
After a while, the atmosphere eased slightly.
It seemed they all knew that continuing to argue like this would yield no result.
"Zhao Li, how are things on the Holy Sky Pavilion's side?"
A middle-aged man whose entire body radiated a white halo turned toward one of them and asked.
"Pavilion Master, there's still been no movement from the Holy Sky Pavilion. However, a few days ago, the Holy Master Pavilion did go to the Nether Realm to look for reinforcements."
A young man whose body radiated a cyan halo rose to his feet and respectfully replied to the person who had spoken.
The expressions of everyone present shifted slightly when they heard this.
Clearly, the news had caught them somewhat off guard.
Before every previous War of Rules, the Holy Sky Pavilion had always been the first to act.
They had