Rain quenched the fire, rain engulfed the sea (two chapters in one-please subscribe!)

At those words, silence fell over the wilderness!

Liu Dongqing's demonic might was indeed blazing fierce, but the inertia of thought built up over the countless ages since the Age of Gloom still made people instinctively, naturally believe that two people's words carried the greatest weight in this world.

One was the sect master of the Moral Immortal Sect, who could command the orthodox sects of the Mystic Gate.

The other was the sect master of the Innate Sacred Sect, who could govern all the demonic sects!

At this moment.

It was no ordinary Spirit Transformation Dao Lord speaking, nor the ordinary master of some great sect.

It was the spokesman of the Moral Immortal Sect, the leader of the Mystic Gate, delivering a final verdict on a matter, on the course of a prevailing tide!

When the authority of the Moral Immortal Sect's master was compounded by Liu Dongqing's blazing demonic nature, and then by the faint, lingering threat of his many manifestations, which had never yet appeared in their entirety.

It meant that events had reached an outcome that could no longer be defied!

This was no longer something a few Spirit Transformation Dao Lords could gather together to debate or influence!

And that was not all!

Almost at the very instant the Pure Subtlety Spirit-Bearing Dao Lord's voice rang through the heavens.

North of the Southern Border.

North of the Beast Taming Origin Sect's Mountain Gate.

Near the place where the Hanging World Great Wall had once hung.

Suddenly.

A heavenly screen, far more restrained in its presence than the one over the eastern lands, abruptly spread out!

The cultivators followed its aura with their gazes.

And saw that the screen likewise depicted a corner of the Mystic Void Spirit World's nearly boundless, inexhaustible Sumeru Turbulent Flow.