Cui Lei Mountain.
Underground cultivation chamber.
The formation worked in silence. Suddenly, the dense spiritual energy filling the chamber stirred, surging like crashing waves.
A long, narrow spatial rift opened, and a figure in a black robe with a sword on his back strode out.
Pei Ling returned to his cultivation chamber and swept his Spiritual Sense over the surroundings. Only after finding nothing amiss did he nod slightly.
He had just finished reporting the matter of the Eternal Night Desert to Ancestor "Fu Qiong." Ancestor "Fu Qiong" had told him to focus on his path to immortality and not worry about anything else.
That was great!
Originally, Pei Ling had prepared a carefully thought-out set of excuses to explain the source of his information and why the loosening of the Fallen Immortal Seal had nothing to do with him...
But now, he didn't need to say anything!
Ancestor "Fu Qiong" didn't care about those matters at all. Right now, the other party cared only about his path to immortality!
"The situation in the Eternal Night Desert has already been reported to Ancestor 'Fu Qiong.' I can't cultivate immortal arts right now, either, so there's no need to stay in the sect..."
"Next, I'll challenge the Innate Religion, the Tower of Reincarnation, and Wushi Villa..."
"On the Invincible Path of Ten Thousand Races, momentum comes first!"
"But I've already won five battles in a row. My momentum and fame are already no less than any sect master's."
"I don't need anyone else to build up my reputation!"
"Besides, my cultivation has already reached the late stage of Dao Integration."
"Even if the sect masters of the Innate Religion, the Tower of Reincarnation, and Wushi Villa joined forces, they still wouldn't be a match for me!"
"I won't bring anyone with