When the secret realm suddenly appeared above the celebration grounds.
In the red-walled Daoist temple atop Scarlet City Immortal Prefecture, Red Date Immortal abruptly opened his eyes.
He stared fixedly toward the venue, his expression shifting fiercely. He rose to his feet in a flash. Before the temple gates had even opened, he was already outside, faster than light itself.
"He actually summoned the Ancestor's Secret Realm... No wonder he had us invite heroes from all sides. So it was all for this."
Red Date Immortal continued watching the activity above the venue, yet his footsteps came to a halt.
Then a bitter smile appeared on the face of this Refining Spirit immortal. "Sure enough, this old man has grown old. Since you little brat possess such courage, go and brave it as you please."
After sighing, this Refining Spirit immortal not only did not descend the mountain, but instead hunched his back and slowly made his way back into the Daoist temple.
Before long, streaks of light came racing in one after another.
The True Immortals who had arrived either wished to ask how Pei Yizhi should be dealt with, requested that Red Date Immortal step forth to clean up the mess, or sought advice on how the prefecture should treat the visitors from Jade Lake.
What answered them was the restrictions rising all around the red-walled Daoist temple. Forget entering—they could not even knock upon the door. Just as several True Immortals grew increasingly anxious from waiting, a voice finally emerged from within the temple:
"This old man is old. The affairs of the prefecture shall be handled by you juniors.
How they are dealt with, decide for yourselves."
"Master, this matter must be decided by you!"
The True Immortals outside the temple all called out upon hearing