"This aura... is it the essence of the Immortal Court?"
"From the direction of Purple-Gold Mountain... could that old fellow have found a way to repair the Supreme One Token?"
He calculated on his fingers, but his expression grew increasingly grave.
"No... this aura is purer than that of the Supreme One Token in the records... it's more like... a newborn essence..."
"Attend me!"
At the Supreme Force Immortal Vein, atop a mountain peak where killing intent soared into the sky.
The Extreme Firmament Old Ancestor, his entire body knotted with muscle, was pulverizing a ten-thousand-foot mountain with a single punch.
He abruptly stopped and looked southeast, greed and savagery spreading across his face.
"What a treasure! What a treasure indeed!"
"If this power could be incorporated into my Supreme Force Immortal Vein, what could stop me from achieving dominion?"
"That undying old bastard had this up his sleeve! Pass down my orders: keep your eyes fixed on the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein. Report the slightest rustle of wind or grass immediately!"
For a time, throughout the major powers of Central Province, old monsters who had lain dormant for untold years were all stirred by this sudden wisp of the Immortal Court's aura.
Countless gazes, some overt and others concealed, converged on the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein like sharks scenting blood.
And at the center of the storm, inside the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein's Grand Council Hall.
The Alliance Leader forcibly suppressed the countless thoughts surging through his heart. He knew this could no longer be concealed.
He gave Zhou Xuan a long look, his eyes filled with utter complexity.
This young man was no longer a chess piece.
He was a double-edged sword, an unparalleled weapon fierce enough to overturn the balance of all Central Province, yet capable of cutting its