The air inside the great hall suddenly grew heavy.
The Red Sun Saint felt as though a mountain had settled on him, crushing the breath from his lungs.
Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
But he still gritted his teeth and spoke with certainty.
"Grand Elder, this disciple has not spoken a single false word. I have seen the Sacred Spirit before. The aura lingering on Chu Yuehan was identical to the Great Sun True Fire emanating from the Sacred Spirit."
The Sacred Spirit was the Nine Suns Sacred Gate's sect-guarding treasure.
As his words fell,
the Grand Elder abruptly rose from his cushion.
He said only two words.
"Lead on."
Two streaks of crimson light flew out of the palace.
Then they plunged into the void and vanished.
Countless disciples of the Nine Suns Sacred Gate sensed the Grand Elder's departure.
Shock filled their faces.
"What happened? The Grand Elder actually left the sect?"
A True Disciple of the Nine Suns Sacred Gate cried out in disbelief.
"Could fighting have broken out with the Nine Cold Heavenly Palace again?"
One disciple of the Nine Suns Sacred Gate ventured a guess.
"Surely not? Even if we were fighting the Nine Cold Heavenly Palace, there would be no need for the venerable Grand Elder to act personally. Has anyone seen him make a move since he became a Six-Calamity True Saint?"
Everyone chimed in.
Discussion and speculation ran rampant.
The Withered Star Sea.
It was as deathly silent as ever.
A fissure opened in the void.
The Grand Elder stepped out, his hands clasped behind his back.
The Red Sun Saint followed half a step behind, not daring to walk beside him.
Traces of the recent battle still lingered in this star domain.
The Red Sun Saint pointed to