(Readers, please forgive me. Sometimes I forget certain details as I write, so I previously described the Immortal Hall as silver when it is actually crimson. I have already corrected the earlier chapters.)
With the Immortal Hall blocking his path, Qiu Zhenyun was also utterly baffled.
Just then.
The Immortal Hall's doors suddenly opened. The master of the Immortal Hall stood deep within the great hall, smiling kindly as he waved at Qiu Zhenyun.
"Come in."
Seeing the hall master summon him, Qiu Zhenyun harbored no suspicions and hurriedly flew over.
The Immortal Hall's doors closed automatically.
"Hall Master, why are you inside the ascension passage?"
Qiu Zhenyun clasped his fists and asked politely.
"Because... I'm here to see you off!" The master of the Immortal Hall smiled faintly, his gaze carrying an indescribable strangeness.
Qiu Zhenyun's hairs stood on end. Instinctively, he sensed an indescribable feeling of danger descending upon him, and without hesitation, he summoned his natal flying sword.
Buzz!
A powerful force descended within the Immortal Hall, crushing down on him and instantly rendering him unable to move.
Qiu Zhenyun was horrified.
He had never dreamed that the master of the Immortal Hall, who had always appeared before the world as an upright gentleman, was actually a petty villain concealing sinister intentions!
"You want to kill me?"
he asked in a trembling voice.
At this moment, Qiu Zhenyun regretted it as well. He should not have trusted the master of the Immortal Hall and entered the Immortal Hall.
"That's right."
The master of the Immortal Hall nodded with a smile, bloodthirsty light flickering in his eyes. "This is my mission."
"A mission?"
Qiu Zhenyun was on the verge of a mental collapse. At this moment, he realized that all those cultivators who had undergone tribulation and ascended