At Immortal's Arrival Inn, someone who had overheard the conversation between the grandfather, grandson, and the others swept away a trace of gloom from his heart. Smiling, he said, "Fellow Daoists, do not worry too much. When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."
"This time, I have a piece of news. You should all soon learn why the Immortal Path has chosen this moment to strike at the Demon Sect."
"Of course, it is because the time has come."
"The time? What kind of explanation is that?"
A cultivator also cupped his hands toward the man and asked politely.
After all, Immortal's Arrival Inn was a rather renowned inn within White Jade Immortal City. There had to be powerful cultivators standing behind it.
And having entered White Jade Immortal City, regardless of the circumstances, it was best not to offend anyone if it could be avoided.
The immortal road was difficult to tread. Battling others out of wounded pride would instead cost one lifespan and Fate Allotment, and entangle one in evil Cause and Effect.
Yet once greed and desire clouded the heart, all Cause and Effect would be shoved aside.
Or perhaps one might encounter a fellow Daoist at the end of their lifespan, fighting with all their strength in one final gamble. At such times, no one could know what their opponent was capable of.
Wariness and courtesy could coexist. Otherwise, one might be dragged down by a dying man and have one's immortal path in this life cut short.
That would truly not be worth it.
"Fellow Daoist, could this matter be connected to the earlier fall of the Celestial Star?"
One cultivator paused, then suddenly recalled the strange heavenly phenomenon from before.
Four Continents, the overseas regions, the Demon Land, the Heavenly