Zhao Wuji swaggered in. After sweeping his gaze over everyone, he looked at Hongjun and grinned. "Old Hongjun, even if you hold meetings all day, you still won't figure out the Eternal Sword Dao. You might as well go outside and hunt True Beasts together. If luck is on your side and you get a Reality Crystal, you'll strike it rich."
Hongjun shook his head. "The chances of ordinary True Beasts containing Reality Crystals are too low. Fellow Daoist Pan Ling said that, throughout the history of the entire Eternal Nation, it has only happened twice. Two lucky Eternals obtained them and advanced to city lord rank."
"Maybe my luck will be that good. Just wait—when the time comes, I'll come from behind and become city lord rank before old Xiao." Zhao Wuji remained as confident as ever.
The Heavenly Emperor asked irritably, "Where's the letter?"
"Isn't it right here? Can't you see it?" Zhao Wuji stepped aside, and everyone immediately saw a letter floating behind him, giving off a faint white glow.
"Fine, I'll deliver it to Eternal Xiao!" Seeing this, Hongjun immediately reached out to grab it.
The result left everyone dumbfounded. Hongjun's palm passed straight through the envelope, catching nothing at all.
"Stop staring. This letter is strange—you simply can't grab it. It's probably another one of those Eternals' tricks." Zhao Wuji curled his lip. Those Eternals just loved showing off. Even delivering a letter had to be so mysterious, as if that made them so damned impressive.
"Interesting. It doesn't exist in our dimension." The Heavenly Emperor rose to his feet, his palm passing back and forth through the envelope without feeling a thing.
Hongjun sighed. "There are too many dimensions between us and the Eternals. If not for the Eternal Bodies forged from Reality Crystals,