The sect master of the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect, Supreme Grandmaster Jiang Chu.
The Three Daos had long known that for the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect to stand unfallen for a thousand years, a Supreme Grandmaster must be behind it.
Only that could explain its lofty, untouchable bearing.
Xingyao watched the two distant auras facing off and slowly said:
"It seems even a Supreme Grandmaster is willing to lose face to stop Zhou Jing from passing his tribulation."
He paused, his gaze settling on the master of the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect, whom no one had ever seen before.
"This Sect Master Jiang—he doesn't look much like a Supreme Grandmaster."
The Devil Lord of All Living stood with his hands behind his back, his tone mild, as though catching up with an old friend.
"Did you establish the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect in hopes of ascending, Sect Master Jiang?"
Jiang Chu shook his head. "I did not establish the Mortal Dust Immortal Sect."
His voice was as casual as a fisherman speaking of hauling in his nets that day. "I don't want to ascend."
The Devil Lord of All Living paused, then asked with interest, "Then why are you doing this?"
Jiang Chu gave only one answer. "Because I want to."
Light gathered in the Devil Lord of All Living's hand, gradually taking the shape of a peerless blade radiance.
"It seems we walk different paths and cannot make common cause."
Jiang Chu's aura surged at the same time, revealing the full extent of his Third Nine Heavenly Tribulation cultivation.
The two auras pulled at each other like nebulae slowly drawing close. Across the entire sea, spiritual energy began to churn uneasily.
The Devil Lord of All Living slowly rose into the sky.
He chose not to fight here.
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