The great hall of the City Lord's Mansion glittered with gold and jade, celestial music drifting through the air.
More than a thousand long white-jade tables stood in a fan-shaped arrangement. Exquisite wines gave off intoxicating spiritual energy, yet the atmosphere in the hall was unusually quiet.
Over a thousand old monsters of the Mahayana Stage sat at their respective places, none touching the immortal wine on their tables.
The revelations about the Immortal Realm had struck too hard, and they needed time to digest them. More importantly, everyone was dividing their attention to study the Earth Deity Incense Scripture they had just acquired.
Zhao Hao sat upright at a private table in the corner, holding his wine cup alone.
Not far ahead to his right, at the table occupied by the five Mahayana cultivators of the Sea King Race, the male cultivator whom he had once captured, swallowed alive, and then released kept casting covert glances at him.
Zhao Hao did not even lift his eyelids, treating those utterly unthreatening looks as thin air.
He reined in his spiritual sense. The newly formed [Chaos Law] circulated slowly within him, working with his True Immortal Body, whose transformation was already one-tenth complete, to raise his perception of the surrounding auras to a terrifying level.
Beyond the Sea King Race's table, four mighty cultivators of the Buddhist Order sat on the other side of the hall, draped in kasayas.
All four held their palms together, their eyes half closed and their expressions solemn and dignified, as though they had stepped entirely beyond the mortal world.
Yet Zhao Hao could sense a cold, sinister murderous intent suppressed beneath their calm exteriors. Not a trace of that aura leaked out, but he could vaguely discern that the four Buddhist cultivators were targeting the