Consequences of Refining the Demon Star
Meanwhile, above Tianqi Holy City, a colossal pitch-black passageway hung in the sky. Vast beyond compare, it held countless mysteries in its depths, and surging waves of majestic aura rolled forth like a tide.
This passageway had been personally created by Jie Chenhuan, the Mofa Heavenly King. It led straight into the depths of the turbulent void, where Duluo Immortal Palace lay at the farthest reaches, condensed into a tiny point—because the distance was simply too great, ordinary people could not see Duluo Immortal Palace. Only those with profound magic power could use supreme divine vision to observe that immense stone fortress-immortal city wreathed in Nine Heavens immortal qi.
In truth, only an existence at Jie Chenhuan's Heavenly King level could so easily carve out such a passage. Even ordinary powerful immortals and gods, exhausting every last ounce of strength, could never accomplish such a feat.
"Heavenly King."
You Wanxu arrived, transformed into a shadowy phantom drifting lightly through the air.
"After this round of selection, there will be nine preselected seeded experts, along with another nine outstanding young talents entering the inner circle. They will be everyone entering Duluo Immortal Palace..."
At this point, You Wanxu paused slightly.
"However, several among these candidates most likely have problems." His voice was somewhat grim. "I strongly suspect that someone among them has become a pawn of Outer-Realm experts, infiltrating the group with hidden designs."
"The Gate of Holy Hall's artifact spirit has suffered tremendous depletion. It cannot be brought out again anytime soon to oversee the Western Continent. With matters having reached this point, it is hardly surprising that those Outer-Realm people would seize the opportunity to stir up storms and raise waves."
Jie Chenhuan snorted coldly.
"I expected this long ago. Most of them