The Sage Descends

Taiyi Sacred King departed, and the Purple Firmament Sect Master gave him a deep look.

"Taiyi Sacred King—what an old fox. He ran off fast!" the Purple Firmament Sect Master said in a low voice.

"Uh?" The Ghoul Chess Saint raised an eyebrow.

"I wasn't talking about you!" the Purple Firmament Sect Master said, a trace of speechlessness in his voice.

"Sect Master, didn't Taiyi Sacred King leave because he was shrouded in an ill omen? Why did you say that just now?" Cheng Baiyi asked in confusion from the side.

"You'll know in a moment!" The Purple Firmament Sect Master shook his head without explaining.

Turning his head, the Purple Firmament Sect Master looked toward the other people in every direction.

At that moment, Sima Qing, standing behind the Supreme Beginning Sacred King, was staring coldly at Zhong Shan. Sima Qing had personally witnessed Zhong Shan snatch the Five Colors Divine Stone away, but it was inconvenient to say anything now. He was merely filled with boundless doubt.

Where had Zhong Shan hidden such a priceless treasure as the Five Colors Divine Stone? His Storage Space? Impossible. It could not be stored at all. But why couldn't his divine sense find it?

After sweeping his gaze over everyone in every direction, the Purple Firmament Sect Master turned it back to Zhong Shan.

The instant he saw Zhong Shan, the Purple Firmament Sect Master's pupils contracted, and the muscles on his face twitched.

The change was extremely subtle, but there were only a few focal points here. Of the hundreds of thousands of spectators, a large portion turned their heads toward Zhong Shan with a collective whoosh.

Zhong Shan slightly furrowed his brow.

"Sacred King Zhong, congratulations. How long has it been? Your cultivation has broken through again?" the Purple