At present, the major forces of the Primordial Wilderness had become quite clear.
The Wu-Demon two-pole pattern divided control over Heaven and Earth;
The Mystic Gate, as a Saint's sect, held an exalted position;
What remained were the vast numbers of Rogue Cultivators. Their forces were scattered, but they were numerous and could be drawn together.
Their sworn enemies, the Wu Clan, naturally received no invitation.
The Demon Race's invitations were mainly sent to Xuan Sect Disciples and Rogue Cultivators.
When Han Chi received the invitation, he held it in both hands.
"Once Master exits seclusion, I will certainly deliver the invitation to him."
"Thank you for your trouble, young friend." Baize nodded slightly, his tone gentle. His figure was enveloped in light shadow, Dao Rhyme circulating around him. "I shall take my leave first."
Han Chi replied, "Farewell, Senior."
Afterward, Baize used the dodge technique, transforming into a streak of clear light that cut across the heavens toward his next destination.
The task of delivering invitations to the many Rogue Cultivators had been entrusted to Demon Gods at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.
Only the invitations sent to the Mystic Gate received greater attention.
Aside from Nüwa, whom Fuxi personally informed, Baize personally delivered invitations to Kunlun Mountain, Changbai Mountain, and Mount Sumeru.
Bei Ming had just exited seclusion when Baize happened to leave.
With the invitation in hand, Han Chi had only just returned to the mountain when he sensed the spiritual energy above Great Void Palace suddenly shift.
The defensive formation that had originally shrouded the main hall dissipated. Rosy light flowed, and the void became clear.
Han Chi's heart stirred, and he immediately understood—Master had exited seclusion.
Generally speaking, while Bei Ming was in seclusion, as his boy attendant, Han Chi absolutely could not disturb