Nine Daoist Heirs

The final negotiation site was set on a starry-sky platform both sides had built between the Black Tortoise Heavenly Palace's small-world defensive line and the Immortal Sect's defensive line. They would participate through wisps of divine sense.

Aboard the Starry Sky Fortress, Jiang Ding entered a login pod for the Grand Void Illusory Realm, shut the hatch, and gently closed his eyes.

The pod contained a formation linked to the starry-sky platform, along with additional safeguards against enemies using a wisp of divine sense to curse or murder someone. Every precaution had been taken.

He opened his eyes.

Birdsong and the fragrance of flowers surrounded him. Artificial hills rose everywhere, streams threaded through the rocks, and thin mist mingled with dense clouds. What a splendid immortal paradise.

Farther away lay the dark starry sky. Meteors passed through it from time to time, but all of them veered around this sacred haven.

The darkness of the stars and the beauty here stood in contrast, giving the place a clean, pure beauty.

"Brother Divine Mechanism! Your bearing is as impressive as ever after all these years!"

"Not at all. I'm old, my bones are failing. I can't compare with you, Brother Dingding, or Brother Thousand Whiskers. Back in the day..."

Ahead, the Divine Mechanism Heavenly Lord walked over. Two Heavenly Lords immediately came forward to greet him. There was none of the expected tension of drawn swords and bent bows. They chatted and caught up, looking like old friends reunited after many years.

In part, that was exactly what they were.

When the Great Sun Sword Pavilion had been at its height, the Immortal Sect's Heavenly Lords and those of the Eight Great Immortal Sects had been comrades through life-and-death battles. They had relied on one another against the Great Sun Sword