Upon hearing their master's summons, the others had nothing more to say.
Xuandu cupped his hands slightly. Then, with a flicker, he turned into a streak of green light and sped toward Biyou Palace.
Behind him, Daoist Duobao and the others watched him depart, their expressions varied.
Saint Mother Jinling withdrew her gaze and said softly:
"A Hunyuan Mid Stage breakthrough in just a hundred years... Such speed is truly astounding."
Saint Mother Wudang nodded slightly:
"Junior Brother Xuandu must be hiding quite a few secrets."
Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and laughed:
"So what if he has secrets? As long as he's a disciple of the Interception Sect, that's enough!"
Bi Xiao blinked. Then, as if remembering something, she turned to Yun Xiao:
"Eldest Sister, do you think Junior Brother Xuandu will go stir up trouble in the Great Wilderness again now that he's out of seclusion?"
Yun Xiao's gaze shifted slightly, her voice cool:
"What's meant to come will come."
Before Biyou Palace.
Xuandu descended, and the palace gates opened without a sound.
He stepped inside, and the gates slowly closed behind him.
The hall was as spacious as ever, with a cloud platform and jade seat, the Qingping Sword hanging in the air, and the Myriad Immortals Array Diagram shimmering faintly.
Sect Leader Tongtian sat upon the cloud platform, dressed in plain blue robes, his expression calm.
Yet his deep, abyss-like eyes were fixed on Xuandu.
His gaze held undisguised curiosity, and even... a hint of disbelief.
Xuandu's heart tightened, but he kept his expression composed and stepped forward to bow:
"Your disciple Xuandu pays his respects to Master."
Sect Leader Tongtian did not answer at once.
He studied Xuandu in silence, his gaze seeming to pierce every illusion and see straight to the source.
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