Boom!
The door to the secret chamber was not pushed open—it exploded.
Wood splinters and chunks of stone flew in all directions as two figures rushed in, one after the other, with a loss of composure neither had shown in ten thousand years.
Wuchen came first. His gaunt old face no longer held even a trace of its still-well calm. His eyes bulged as he stared fixedly at the flawless, radiant Command Token in Zhou Xuan's palm, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
Close behind him came the phantom in a dragon robe, several times more solid than before.
The Immortal Alliance's Alliance Leader, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and regarded all things as pieces on a chessboard, now shook violently, like a candle guttering in the wind that might go out at any moment.
For the first time, those eyes that saw through all things lost their focus, leaving only pure, incomprehensible shock.
"This... this..."
The Alliance Leader reached out, his fingertips trembling. Only a few feet separated them, yet it seemed like an impassable heavenly chasm. He did not dare touch that light.
That radiance, that aura...
It was the Immortal Court!
It was alive, complete—Immortal Court Origin Source purer and vaster than even the purple-gold immortal vein had possessed at its height!
How was this possible?!
A useless token that had been dead for tens of thousands of years, a broken stone that even the most ancient Longevity Realm cultivators had declared beyond saving—how could it... how could it have come alive right before his eyes?!
Moreover, its aura was stronger still than that of the intact Command Token in his memories!
In the courtyard, Lin Qingzhu backed away repeatedly, startled by the commotion. She could not fathom the Command