The moment Xu Yi said this, every member of the Holy Clan changed color. If not for the Holy Lord's fearsome prestige, someone would have shouted a curse on the spot.
Desolate Ancestor, the Qi brothers, and Old Demon Su exchanged glances, their hearts turning cold. They thought, As expected of an old devil. Even facing Kong Ming, who is already like a legend, he still refuses to yield an inch.
"What impressive courage. A true man ought to be like this. It seems Kong was too rash."
Kong Ming seemed not to mind in the least. When he finished speaking, he pointed to the empty chair, then returned to his own seat.
Xu Yi cupped his fist toward Kong Ming, then took the empty chair.
Before entering the hall, Qiu Wa had transformed into a grass ring and slipped onto Xu Yi's finger. A Li had entered Xu Yi's mustard seed, while Yan Zi took a seat on one of the empty chairs in the hall alongside the Four Old Demons and the Three Dragon Guests.
Kong Ming tapped the copper armrest lightly and said in a deep voice, "Now that everyone is here and time is short, I'll get straight to the point. You're all clear-minded people and know why I summoned you here, even if I don't spell it out."
"Immortal opportunities have descended from the heavens, yet they are hard to come by. They are both the hope of every cultivator seeking to ascend to the Immortal Realm and the source of the turmoil engulfing the world. After this, the world will never return to what it was. If we cannot seize this opportunity and rise, we will be cut off from it for the rest of our lives. And even retreating a step to restore