The Same Face Had Appeared Again...

"Blue Ridge Immortal King!"

Blue Ridge Immortal King's actions shocked and moved the countless beings inside the great cauldron. Some could hardly believe their eyes.

What kind of supreme existence was an Immortal King? For such a terrifying being to be willing to save them, even at the cost of his own life, was simply unbelievable!

Outside Skull Star.

Seeing Blue Ridge Immortal King break his seal and recover his cultivation, every being present was moved.

"Blue Ridge Immortal King is a role model for us all." Even Second Clan Elder and the other Immortal Kings couldn't help but sigh.

"Fellow Daoists, won't you go and lend him a hand?"

An elderly monk with a gleaming bald head and a kasaya spoke. He had kind eyes and a benevolent expression, and Buddha-light shone behind him.

"Why don't you lend a hand yourself, Master?" Second Clan Elder looked at the elderly monk and asked in return.

"If we were outside, this old monk would naturally help. But the power of Buddhism I cultivate clashes with Skull Star. If I made a move, the backlash would be even worse than yours. It wouldn't be wise for me to act," the elderly monk said.

He held prayer beads in his hand, his face full of apology and regret. He seemed to genuinely wish he could help, but be unable to.

"Hypocrite!"

Second Clan Elder glanced at the elderly monk and had no desire to entertain him further.

"Are none of you fellow Daoists willing to help?"

Seeing Second Clan Elder turn away, the elderly monk looked at the other Immortal Kings. "At the very least, you should wait outside and receive the great cauldron Blue Ridge Immortal King is carrying, shouldn't you?"

At this, the Immortal Kings looked at the crimson mist covering