Joy from the Heavens

Immortal Alliance City.

The area under the Inspection Headquarters of the Immortal Alliance Headquarters.

Inside a secret chamber.

Several cultivators had gathered there. The vast pressure spilling from their bodies constantly made it clear that they were all late-stage Golden Core Realm powerhouses.

Yet the expressions of these powerhouses no longer held their usual calm. Every one of them looked exceedingly grim.

A young man wearing the standard robes of the Supervision Hall had eight golden Nine-Leaf Grass embroidered on his sleeve. He glanced at the cultivators wearing the same robes and said in a low voice, "Martial Brothers, the date is drawing near. What should we do?"

A middle-aged cultivator with nine golden Nine-Leaf Grass embroidered on his sleeve snorted coldly. "What else can we do?"

"Martial Uncle Hou is the head of the Inspection Headquarters. Can we defy his orders?"

Clearly, he was deeply dissatisfied with this Martial Uncle Hou.

"Exactly!"

An elderly cultivator with graying hair said with a gloomy expression, "Who knows what those sect elders and the sect master are thinking. They simply stand by and watch as Martial Uncle Hou harms our fellow sect members here."

"In just a few short years, two Golden Core cultivators have died in succession."

"First there was senior brother Gong, then junior brother Min!"

"Next time, it will surely be one of us who is sent to carry out this mission!"

"Hmph!"

A middle-aged cultivator whose face was full of disdain spoke up. "Don't mention those two pieces of trash!"

"They were nothing but wine sacks and rice bags! We spent so many treasures, yet they failed to send back even a scrap of useful information before vanishing outright!"

"If word hadn't come from the sect that both their soul seals had been extinguished, I would have thought