Old Ancestor Cangwu slowly nodded.
"This matter is indeed strange."
The Alliance Leader spoke calmly.
"The Supreme One Token revived in his hands. He was also the one who repaired it."
Old Ancestor Dark Nether scoffed.
"Repaired it?"
He looked at Zhou Xuan, his tone utterly discourteous.
"Do you know what the Supreme One Token is?"
"A little."
"A little?"
Old Ancestor Dark Nether's voice grew heavier.
"Ten thousand years ago, three Longevity Realm cultivators joined forces to repair the Command Token and failed. Seven thousand years ago, the Court Guardian Pavilion took it away to study for thirty years, then returned it with only two words: no solution. Five thousand years ago, the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein used half a branch vein's Origin Source to sustain the Command Token, yet it did not stir in the slightest."
He leaned forward.
"And you, a Spirit Transformation cultivator from the Northern Lands, repaired it?"
Zhou Xuan stood calmly.
"If you don't believe me, Senior, you can ask the Alliance Leader."
Old Ancestor Dark Nether sneered.
"I am asking you."
Zhou Xuan raised his head.
"Then what answer would you like to hear, Senior?"
The air in the hall seemed to draw taut.
The Alliance Leader did not intervene.
This was a hurdle they could not avoid.
To have three Longevity Realm cultivators pry open the Return to Void's outer seal, Zhou Xuan had to make them acknowledge that the Supreme One Token had accepted him as its master.
Otherwise, trouble would still arise once they reached the Return to Void.
Old Ancestor Dark Nether rose.
At his movement, the formation patterns on several Purple-Gold Pillars in the hall all lit up.
"Prove it."
The two words fell.
Old Ancestor Cangwu also planted his Greenwood Staff beside him.
"Indeed."
"If the Supreme One