Red Luan Starfield. At the end of the shattered Western Immortal Realm continent, a colossal spatial rift appeared. More than a dozen figures with terrifying auras stepped out. The moment they emerged, heaven and earth wailed, and the starry sky shook violently.
Before the spatial rift, Di Mingtian stood still in silver divine robes. As he watched the figures emerge one after another, his calm expression revealed the majesty of one in power.
"Your Highness!"
One royal-clan expert after another bowed in salute, their voices respectful.
"Where is Father? Did he not come?"
Di Mingtian looked at the purple-robed man leading the group and spoke.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the King instructed us to proceed first. Once he has dealt with the matters at hand, he will set out and join us," the purple-robed man replied respectfully.
"Have those people of Divine Capital Mountain become restless again?" Di Mingtian frowned.
The purple-robed man nodded. "Divine Capital Mountain has never been on good terms with our clan. This time, with the seal opened, the King intends to eliminate all future troubles before setting out."
Di Mingtian nodded slightly after hearing this. "That will do as well."
"Your Highness, how strong are the experts of this realm? Are there any King-level existences?" the purple-robed man asked.
Di Mingtian shook his head. "No. The only Fourth Realm expert had already died in battle before this. Therefore, your task is very clear: before the other great clans react, seize as much territory and as many resources as possible for our clan."
"This subordinate obeys." The purple-robed man bowed.
As the Red Luan Starfield underwent its drastic change, experts above the True Realm throughout the major starfields all sensed the pressure that came from the depths of their souls. Terror showed on their faces.
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