Those words doused the fantasies of the four old monsters. Their divine souls had still been wandering beyond the heavens, but now they were all dragged back to reality.
All four jolted, snapping out of the shocking revelations.
They looked up again at the vast, tattered Star Map in the sky, their gazes falling as one on the word "Traitor," flickering with bloody light.
The Immortal-Burying Abyss!
The Court Guardian Pavilion!
Fear, bewilderment, and confusion flickered across their faces in turn, but soon those emotions were replaced by a more primal impulse.
Greed.
This Immortal Court Prison Ship, which claimed to act on Supreme One's orders, was more than a prison or a Dao Beacon.
It represented supreme authority bestowed by the Immortal Court!
It was a keen blade capable of judging every power in the Central Province, and even beyond!
Whoever controlled it would hold the righteous cause in their hands!
Old Ancestor Xuanming's eyes were the first to light up, brighter than they ever had at the sight of any heavenly treasures.
Overwhelmed by excitement, his face, previously deathly pale with fear, flushed crimson.
"An opportunity! This is a deluge of wealth and glory!"
Unable to restrain himself any longer, he forgot how desperately he had nearly burned his origin source moments earlier. His figure flickered into a streak of light, charging straight toward the enormous blood-colored vessel hovering three hundred li away.
He moved so quickly that neither the Alliance Leader nor Emperor Jiang Wu had time to call out and stop him.
"Old fool, has water gotten into your brain?!" the Alliance Leader cursed under his breath, his expression grim.
Emperor Jiang Wu also knitted his brows, staring fixedly in the direction Old Ancestor Xuanming had flown.
Zhou Xuan stood motionless, without so much as lifting