As he spoke, Ye Lin revealed a mysterious smile. Seeing that smile, the powerful figures of the other races in the hall all returned mysterious smiles of their own. The meaning behind those smiles needed no words.
While the Sacred Turtle Clan's mighty expert had been reporting the alliance's situation to him, he had received a message from Nameless Mountain.
Five Heavenly Lord experts had descended upon Nameless Mountain, each with their nostrils practically pointed at the sky, clamoring to see him and claiming that Nameless Mountain's true masters had arrived.
The same incidents were taking place throughout the Eastern Continent.
"Everyone, let's go. Let's give these future friends of ours a meeting gift."
After Ye Lin spoke, he slowly rose to his feet. One figure after another vanished from the hall. They all wanted to return and slaughter those True Lords at once.
They wanted to see just what good things those people had on them.
Inside Nameless Mountain's Sect Master Hall, Tai Du sat cross-legged on the ground, aura circulating around him. Five wildly arrogant youths stood before him.
"Tai Du, after all this time, you've only barely entered the Half-Immortal realm. Isn't that a little too pathetic?"
One of them looked at Tai Du above him and spoke mockingly.
"When all is said and done, I am your elder. Didn't your parents teach you how to speak to your elders?"
Tai Du slowly opened his eyes. Neither eye had pupils—his left eye was pitch-black, while his right was pure white, making for an exceedingly bizarre sight.
The next moment, a towering pressure filled the entire hall. The five Heavenly Lords, who had been incomparably arrogant just moments before, suddenly collapsed flat onto the ground, cold sweat streaming down their bodies.
No matter what, Tai Du was a