Zhou Xuan turned around, his gaze passing through the cave entrance to the void outside.
"Since Hun Yuan and Wu Ji want to preserve their sects, they'll have to show some sincerity."
"Let them carry out this pledge of allegiance."
Zhou Xuan looked at Ji Chen.
"Send them a message."
"Tell them to get their asses back here immediately."
Ji Chen immediately obeyed, taking out a Communication Jade Slip and casting a spell.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Void Passage above Central Province.
Old Ancestor Hunyuan and Old Ancestor Wuji were racing along for all they were worth.
Both had mustered every last ounce of strength, wishing they could sprout another pair of legs.
"That scared the life out of me."
Old Ancestor Hunyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and patted his chest, still shaken.
"I thought we were done for this time. Who would have thought the Token Master would let us off?"
Old Ancestor Wuji also let out a long breath.
"Lose wealth to avert disaster. Lose wealth to avert disaster!"
"Even if we have to pay those independent cultivators crystal stones out of our own pockets, at least our sects' foundations are safe."
"That old bastard Tai Chu really fell flat on his face this time. From now on, our two sects will have the final say in Central Province."
The two exchanged smiles, their taut nerves finally relaxing.
Just then, the Communication Jade Slip at Old Ancestor Hunyuan's waist suddenly began vibrating violently.
The vibrations came in rapid succession, as though summoning him to his death.
The smile on Old Ancestor Hunyuan's face froze instantly.
Trembling, he picked up the jade slip and sent his divine sense into it.
Ji Chen's cold voice exploded in his mind.
"By order of the Token Master, get your asses