Myriad Immortal Illusion Realm, council chamber.
Chen Jingyun looked somewhat exhausted. He propped his face up with both hands, his elbows braced against the table. Though this was an illusion realm and the gesture brought him no real sensation, it still offered a measure of comfort.
The cultivation of Nirvana's peak could keep him energized at all times, but it could not withstand the weariness of a heart and mind ground to dust.
Several days had passed since the Xinyue Mountain earthquake. Over those days, he had neither slept nor rested, ceaselessly handling the chain of events triggered by the quake while communicating with the Free and Unfettered Cultivators hidden away within the Immortal Alliance.
Several Grandmasters in the council chamber watched him with unease in their eyes. Like him, these cultivators were Nirvana cultivators who had assumed leadership of the major sects after the Free and Unfettered Cultivators went into seclusion. They all knew about what had happened at Xinyue Mountain.
There was only one Free and Unfettered Cultivator in the chamber: Misty Palace's Bu Rong Dao Ren, seated at Chen Jingyun's left.
Seeing the expressions on the Grandmasters' faces, Chen Jingyun smiled. "There is no need for concern, everyone. The matter at Xinyue Mountain has already been settled, and I have spoken with the senior Free and Unfettered Cultivators. We did not gather here to discuss that. Let us speak of business."
Everyone nodded. The matter at Xinyue Mountain was classified within the Immortal Alliance; it was not something they could interfere with. Such confidential affairs were naturally handled by the Free and Unfettered Cultivators.
Chen Jingyun raised his head, cleared his throat, and smiled. "I trust everyone has already reached a conclusion regarding the matter we are about to discuss. Although we must be responsible for every