Zhou Xuan reclined in the Grandmaster Chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. The unhurried "tap, tap" became the only sound on the Giant Ship's deck.
Emperor Jiang Wu and the other three stood nearby, their expressions tense, as though facing a formidable enemy.
Beneath their feet was an Immortal Court warship, and before them lay Central Province's most mysterious forbidden land. Yet the one directing it all was a young man whose cultivation was far below theirs.
The feeling made them profoundly uncomfortable, but there was nothing they could do.
"Watch the show?" Old Ancestor Xuanming could not help muttering, his voice kept low. "What show? They've already been taken inside, and we're just going to wait here?"
No one answered him.
Emperor Jiang Wu and the Origin Return Alliance Master merely stared fixedly at the roiling sea of clouds in the distance, toward the Immortal-Burying Abyss.
Zhou Xuan chuckled softly. Without opening his eyes, he spoke in an indifferent tone.
"Don't rush."
He leaned farther back, seemingly relaxing completely, his eyes closing as he did.
"The real show has only just begun."
The four Longevity Realm Old Ancestors exchanged glances, utterly unable to fathom what medicine Zhou Xuan was hiding in his gourd.
While they were still puzzling over it, Zhou Xuan spoke again, as casually as though recounting some trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.
"They're inside."
Emperor Jiang Wu's pupils contracted. "They've entered the Immortal-Burying Abyss?"
"Yes, they've passed through the Poison Miasma around the perimeter." Zhou Xuan kept his eyes closed, as though he could personally see the scene tens of thousands of miles away. "The Court Guardian Pavilion's Black Ship is fast. Its hull has special formation patterns that push aside the Turbid Qi."
Old Ancestor Xuanming's face paled slightly.