After he left, Ye Qingyou's brows furrowed slightly.
These past years, she had always felt that things were not going smoothly. She had long vaguely sensed that someone was targeting the Nine-Heavens Immortal Alliance.
Especially some important beings she had hidden within the Great World Immortal Prison—they had died without reason...
The Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan had also inexplicably retreated into its shell. That clan fought heaven and battled earth; it had never been one to shrink back.
The clan's strange movements had even made their sworn enemies, the Nine-Heavens Shadowless Clan, sense that something was amiss. Had they endured so much that even their racial nature had changed?! So cowardly?!
"Then stay hidden beneath the water. Don't you dare show your head above the surface."
Ye Qingyou snorted coldly. "Netherworld Spirit Clan, I hope it isn't you. The struggle for the great tide of heaven and earth is not something you can take part in... Make another move, and I'll slaughter the tribes of your nine great worlds first."
"Immortal Friend Ye, what tremendous anger. My Netherworld Spirit Clan has never involved itself in such matters."
At that moment, a cold female voice drifted over. Immortal radiance filled all directions, illuminating the path ahead through the starry sky.
The million cultivators present all felt as though they were being watched, as though not even the slightest movement or thought of theirs could escape that gaze.
They secretly clicked their tongues... An Immortal had descended!
"Yin Ai."
Ye Qingyou stood with her hands behind her back, her profound gaze seeing through all things. She was utterly unmoved by that overwhelming might. "First Fusion Dao Accumulation suppresses the foundations of nine great worlds. What is the meaning of your coming here now?"
"You dared say those words. Were you not waiting