After Chief Executive Chen sent Daoist Yi Wu away, that figure flickered and dispersed, while his consciousness returned to his true body deep within the Clear Vault Cloud Sea.
A scroll of silk had appeared in his hand—it was precisely what Yi Wu had handed him. This object had been bestowed by a mighty being. Even if Yi Wu and the others did not cultivate according to it themselves, that did not mean it could not influence these true dragons. Thus, he had brought it back, intending to find a place to suppress it.
What he had said earlier might have seemed to offend a mighty being of the upper echelons, but since the two sides had always been enemies, he had no misgivings.
Besides, Yi Wu's entire clan had migrated into Celestial Xia and had already become people of Celestial Xia. Naturally, they had to abide by Celestial Xia's rules. If it could not even uphold such matters, then Celestial Xia could no longer be called Celestial Xia.
Yet this matter ultimately involved a mighty being. Having made his decision, he still needed to inform the six Controllers.
He walked out of the great hall. The sea of clouds parted, revealing a vast cloud vortex. He stepped inside and arrived before an endless jade wall. He bowed toward it and said, "Chen Yu requests an audience with the Controllers."
Ripples surged across the jade wall, immortal spirit-light overflowed, and mysterious tones rang out. Within, six incomparably enormous Daoist figures, as though outlined with a brush, emerged.
One of the Controllers at the center said, "Why has the Chief Executive sought us out?"
Chief Executive Chen truthfully recounted Yi Wu's matter.
The Controller at the center said, "Chief Executive Chen handled this matter very well. Celestial Xia's rules must be