Just then—
On the largest immortal mountain in the Immortal Realm stood a towering palace.
Seated along either side of the long table in the great hall were the Second Elder, Fourth Elder, Sixth Elder, and Seventh Elder. At the head of the table sat a dignified, middle-aged man with eyes like torches.
He was none other than the Great Elder, currently the head of the Immortal Alliance.
Before them hovered a phantom object resembling a mirror. It was playing footage of Qin Feng holding the ancestral demonic sword and severing its root.
"Third and Fifth Elders have matters to attend to, so we won't wait for them!"
The Great Elder withdrew his gaze and spoke with authority. "I called everyone here today to discuss the top-ranked genius on the Weapon Cultivation Talent Ranking. What do you think of this kid?"
"Young and reckless!"
The Second Elder spoke first. "Although the Fu Family isn't what it used to be, even a rotten ship still has three pounds of nails. Offending the Fu Family right off the bat was hardly a wise move."
"If you aren't reckless when you're young, when will you be!?"
Old Six put down his pipe and immediately retorted, "If I'd become number one on the Weapon Cultivation Talent Ranking before thirty, broken through to the early Earth Immortal stage, comprehended so many Daoist realms, and gained insights into the Sword Dao like the Innate Sword Body, do you think I'd be even more reckless than him!?"
"I believe you!"
The Fourth Elder nodded solemnly, sincerity being the name of the game.
"Have none of you noticed anything strange?"
The Seventh Elder had no interest in the topic. Her beautiful eyes were fixed intently on Qin Feng in the mirror.
"Seventh Elder, is there a problem?"
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