Outside the Main Peak of the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein, an enormous Floating Dao Arena hung among the clouds.
Steps paved with white jade extended all the way down, while over a hundred Immortal Boats of every shape surrounded it without a gap.
Banners of every color snapped in the wind, and the radiance of magical treasures painted half the sky in a riot of colors.
The heavy warships of the Supreme Force Immortal Vein held the foremost positions. Rows of powerfully built cultivators stood at their bows, making no attempt to conceal their savage killing intent.
The Flying Shuttles of the Mysterious Yin Immortal Vein hovered to one side, their sinister aura making the nearby unaffiliated cultivators shiver.
Factions great and small had gathered here. Every arriving expert in Spirit Transformation or the Longevity Realm swept the Dao Arena below with unrestrained divine sense.
The pressure in the air climbed steadily, until even the wind stood still.
"The Purple-Gold Immortal Vein is going to take quite a fall this time."
An elder at peak Spirit Transformation sneered aboard a Supreme Force Immortal Vein warship.
"Sheltering a thief from the Northern Lands—do they really think everyone else is made of clay?"
Someone beside him agreed. "Grand Hua Old Ancestor has already spoken. The World Seed concerns the survival of Central Province. Anyone who dares claim it for themselves is making an enemy of all Central Province. However powerful the Purple-Gold Immortal Vein may be, it cannot withstand so many factions joining forces."
No sooner had those words fallen than the doors of the main hall thundered open.
Four figures strode out side by side and stood together at the edge of the High Terrace.
The Alliance Leader stood in a Dragon Robe, hands behind his back. To his left was Emperor