At this moment, countless strange gazes turned toward the immortal platform dojo of the Great Violet Luo Heavenly Palace.
So there had been an unbearable stench lingering in the air—it turned out to be coming from the cultivators of the Heavenly Deficiency Southern Land...
Still, everyone present was a powerhouse in their own right, so none of them paid much attention to it.
Nan Hua remained calm and aloof, looking down from above. With a casual sweep of his sleeve, he wiped away the foul, turbid air, at least preventing it from spreading any farther.
Before long, a Luo Heaven Palace disciple rose and cupped his hands. "Seniors and fellow Daoists, you may not know this, but we encountered a vicious fiend on our way here. Filth rained from the heavens. We hope you will judge this fairly."
The implication was that the cultivators of the Heavenly Deficiency Southern Land did not have body odor, much less behave like uncivilized creatures of the Immortal Realm—untaught, ignorant of etiquette.
"So that was it..."
"Friends of the Southern Land, could it have been the vicious fiends of the Six Harmonies Immortal Domain?"
"Hehe, it seems the Six Harmonies Immortal Domain is not so peaceful either."
Quite a few powerhouses had sharp glints flare in their eyes as they abruptly looked toward the immortal platform of the Six Harmonies Immortal Domain. Though they appeared courteous on the surface, when facing the Outer Dao, who would not wish to test their arts in battle? All they needed was an excuse.
"Four Extremes Immortal Lands, cultivators from our domain ambushed you?!"
"Then you truly think too little of our Six Harmonies Immortal Domain."
Clang—
A resounding sword cry rang out. The drunken cultivator riding Di Dragon was also stationed in a corner of the