Stars Surrounding the Moon

As the two spoke, the door beside them was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Ye stepped out.

The cultivator was overjoyed and hurriedly went up to greet him.

"I understand. I'll go take a look."

As he spoke, Lu Ye shot into the sky and sped toward the Dao Palace's entrance.

Outside the entrance, a great number of cultivators had gathered. The two camps stood clearly divided, swords drawn and bows bent, the atmosphere grim and murderous. The number of cultivators assembled here had already become enormous, and more kept returning from outside, joining the ranks of the standoff.

Under Pang Huanyin's lead, a group of Purple Star Dao Palace cultivators stood to one side. Though they tried their utmost to persuade them, it was to no avail.

When facing the Corpse Race, they could remain calm in the face of death. Yet when facing these cultivators who had only just saved the Peerless Continent, the Purple Star Dao Palace had no solution.

Once a conflict on this scale erupted, it would not be a matter of merely a few deaths. If things went badly, even the entire Purple Star Dao Palace could be swept into it.

Fortunately, although these guests from the Nine Provinces were arguing fiercely, they still retained the most basic measure of reason and had not truly come to blows.

But if this was not defused in time and matters were allowed to continue developing, a full-scale fight would be inevitable.

Pang Huanyin's gaze kept turning toward the entrance. Only when a familiar crimson figure burst out from it did she finally let out a long breath.

The instant that crimson streak appeared, it cleaved through the waves like a ship breaking the sea, darting between the cultivators of the two camps. It revealed its true