Soon, guided by a demoness attendant, Qin Mu arrived inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Looking around, he saw that quite a few people had already gathered inside.
Ancestor Minghe, Zhenyuanzi, Hong Yun, Jieyin, Zhunti... They were all present.
Qin Mu paid them little mind. His gaze sharpened as it fell on Guangchengzi.
When Guangchengzi met Qin Mu's eyes, he managed to force out a faint smile but did not step forward to pay his respects.
Before the Three Pure Ones had gone their separate ways, disciples of both the Interception Sect and the Chan Teachings had cultivated on Kunlun Mountain.
Later, as various conflicts intensified, the Three Pure Ones eventually split apart.
"Looks like Guangchengzi really resents me, the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones!"
Qin Mu muttered to himself, unconcerned.
He knew full well that Guangchengzi had been biased against him ever since their days on Kunlun Mountain.
Now that the Three Pure Ones had split up and each had their own Dao Field,
it was only natural for Guangchengzi to act this way.
Just as the immortals were chatting among themselves, a clear, resonant bell suddenly rang out:
"Dong!"
At the sound, the immortals all froze. Then, as if by unspoken agreement, they turned to look outside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Looking closely, they saw two figures approaching through the air.
Who else could they be but the Demon Race's Yao Emperor, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi?
Boom!
Dijun and Taiyi landed side by side, Solar True Fire swirling around them as they exuded the imposing majesty of emperors.
Once they arrived, the immortals present all bowed in greeting:
"Greetings, Yao Emperor and Donghuang!"
Although many of these mighty figures had come for Nuwa Saint's sake, they still maintained a courteous facade.
Seeing this, Dijun and Taiyi beamed.