The Tai Hun Sect's menial disciples had previously been dismissed down the mountain by the Great Elder. Within the Tai Hun Sect's main hall, a hundred core disciples stood in orderly rows. The Great Elder looked at the many disciples before him with a complicated expression and secretly shook his head.
"All of you are core disciples of the Tai Hun Sect, blessed with outstanding talent. Your future strength cannot be underestimated. Now that Tai Shan is dead and the seven tokens scattered throughout the world have changed, chaos is about to arise. You must leave the Tai Hun Sect with me for the time being and avoid this calamity," the Great Elder said gravely.
"This disciple obeys." The hundred core disciples answered in unison.
"With all of you, the Tai Hun Sect will be able to carry on its legacy no matter what happens in the future." The Great Elder strode out of the main hall, and the remaining disciples followed behind him, heading west and gradually disappearing into the distance.
Above the Tai Hun Sect, the Daoist in blue watched the hundred core disciples and the Great Elder leave. His expression immediately relaxed, and he Spit out a mouthful of foul air. He transformed into a streak of light and descended into a side hall within the Tai Hun Sect, patiently awaiting Void True Monarch's arrival.
Time passed slowly.
As the sun set in the west, crimson evening clouds blanketed the clouds around the Tai Hun Sect's peaks, transforming into seven-colored clouds.
Amid the dazzling scene, an abrupt flash of cyan light suddenly appeared, and a stone chair materialized in the sky above the Tai Hun Sect.
"Qingyi, I have returned. Shouldn't you come out and welcome your junior brother?" A young man in green emerged above the