Streaks of light raced through the starry sky. The azure Heavenly Boat flashed past, and Ning Chen and King Qi sped toward the Spirit Void Starfield without pausing for a moment.
White Emperor Star, Ji Clan Sacred Hall. Ji Yuechu sat high upon the main seat, reading the news sent from the All Heavens Starfield as a grave look flashed through his eyes.
The Demon Palace had emerged. This was no good news. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the Demon Palace had nearly swept across the starfields by its own strength. Even the Daoist Sect and the Buddhist Nation, then at the height of their power, had found it difficult to stop it even when they joined forces.
Now that the Daoist Sect had fallen and the Buddhist Nation had suffered grievous losses, with the Demon Palace emerging once more, what inheritance in the world could stand against it?
"Holy Lord."
A Ji Clan Grand Elder approached and bowed respectfully.
"What is it?"
Ji Yuechu gathered his thoughts and looked at the Ji Clan's Ninth Grand Elder below him.
"Kylin Pavilion has sent someone with a letter."
Within the hall, the Ji Clan's Ninth Grand Elder replied, then presented the letter.
Ji Yuechu took the letter and read it through. His brows furrowed slightly. It was a letter from Kylin Pavilion proposing an alliance, but the condition truly put one in a difficult position.
After reading the letter, Ji Yuechu handed it to the Grand Elder before him and asked, "What do you think?"
The Ji Clan's Ninth Grand Elder took it, glanced over it, and considered for a moment. "Two years ago, Kylin Pavilion invited King Qi as a guest. Afterward, King Qi returned and disappeared for quite some time. Looking at it now, there must