Innate Religion.
Outside the main altar.
The vast sky stretched overhead, cloud-wreathed mountains winding into the distance.
Amid a boundless sea of clouds, a figure in green slowly appeared. Her silver hair shone like the moon, and her emerald eyes were like a lake. Yao Qingying stood with her sleeves hanging at her sides, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, a trace of puzzlement on her exquisite face.
Why did her disciple run to the other sect every time a great battle ended?
Pei Ling had already caught the attention of Innate Religion's "Zhu Yi." If she stepped in to save him now, she would surely take away some of the fortune on her disciple's path to immortality.
But if her disciple truly found himself in a deadly predicament, she would have no choice but to act...
Besides, her disciple had been using immortal arts that defied Heavenly Law all along. Once or twice, for a short time, might cause no trouble for now; but if he did it too often, or let it go on too long even once, disaster would come sooner or later!
Even if the upper realm had never noticed because the realms were separated, there would still be plenty of trouble when he entered the Fusheng Realm and began the Fusheng Chess Game...
After her disciple went to Lesser Freedom Heaven this time, she would have to warn him again...
As she silently mulled it over, Yao Qingying watched the white altar in the distance.
The altar floated in the sky, Black Fire surging and burning unchecked, illuminating half the heavens as if it were night.
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Innate Religion.
Inside the main altar.
Black Fire blazed like a raging tide, surging and churning.
The bone-deep chill brought Pei Ling back to his senses at once. He