A Spectacle on the Immortal Islands: The Golden Crows and Princess Iron Fan's Karmic Ties

"What spectacle? What did Master want us to watch?"

Dijun and the others looked up at the sky above the Three Immortal Islands. Only then did they notice the three vast currents of sage aura clashing in the high heavens. Sage blades tore through the void, leaving the area beyond the islands in utter disarray.

"Three sages are fighting in the North Sea!"

They had been so caught up in the joy of their reunion that they hadn't noticed the commotion.

As everyone hesitated, Beichen had already emerged from his cave dwelling on Penglai and was strolling toward the edge of the Three Immortal Islands.

At the same time, two Quasi-Sage figures hurried over from beyond the islands.

One was wreathed in starlight. His body was as weighty as a famous mountain or great river, and his stars blazed brightly. He was none other than Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole.

The other was enveloped in crimson, with a reek of blood rising to the heavens. As he rolled forward, he transformed into countless sprays of red, as if he carried a blood-soaked battlefield of slaughter with him. He was none other than Ancestor Minghe.

Seeing Yuanshi battling the Two Sages of the West, the two Quasi-Sages were puzzled. They quietly circled around the fight and landed on the Three Immortal Islands.

Facing Beichen, the two bowed slightly. "Your disciples greet you, Master. May we ask why you summoned us?"

"Oh, nothing particularly important. I called you here to watch people fight and enjoy the spectacle!"

Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole: "..."

Ancestor Minghe: "..."

Just then, all the attendants of Immortal Island Palace answered Beichen's summons. Dozens of streaks of immortal light swept across the island, arriving one after another!

"Father!"

Seeing Ancestor Minghe there, Iron