The Terrifying Supreme Elder

Rumble!

The Wu Immortal Clan's azure warship descended upon the Myriad Immortals Sect.

A layer of fierce astral winds swirled around its surface, exceptionally sharp.

A Domain Artifact-class warship was vast beyond measure. Fully deployed, it was comparable in size to a planet, so size had long since ceased to matter for weapons of this level.

Not to mention warships—even Star Artifacts, when fully activated, could span vast stretches of the starry sky, boundless and immense.

A white-haired, white-robed old man stood on the deck with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze sharp.

Beside him stood three Saint Ninth Heaven powerhouses, one at the Eighth Heaven, three thousand armored soldiers, and a number of servants.

The lineup was truly lavish.

Across from them, Big Cousin stood in midair dressed in black, his expression respectful. "Greetings, Supreme Elder."

The other man's face was expressionless. "What exactly happened? And what is this place? Explain everything in detail."

He spoke in a scolding tone, his presence imposing.

At the same time, he surveyed the enormous sect before him. With the Supreme Elder's discernment, he naturally recognized it as a super sect on par with an Immortal Clan.

It was even surrounded by an Immortal Array.

"The strongest cultivator is only at the Saint Sixth Heaven Realm—Dragon Void Saint. Hmph, it seems this is a fallen Immortal Clan, no longer possessing its former glory."

"Judging by the battered traces all around, a great battle seems to have taken place here not long ago."

"It must have been the handiwork of those youngsters from my clan. They must have subdued this Immortal Sect before arriving. That certainly fits the way my Wu Immortal Clan does things."

The Supreme Elder silently analyzed the situation, then stepped down from the deck.

Though Big Cousin had