In the Three Thousand Great Worlds, within the Extraterritorial Battlefield.
Atop Starwatch Cliff.
The Blood-Robed Immortal King stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance in silence.
Behind him stood a Human Race man of incomparably ugly appearance. His savage teeth were especially exposed, making him look ferocious and malevolent.
"Tian Li," the Blood-Robed Immortal King said indifferently. "It seems Chen Xun is the World-Crossing Elder."
"Yes."
Tian Li lowered his head and cupped his hands with utmost respect, undisguised anxiety in his eyes. He said solemnly, "Immortal King... thank you for your years of guidance!"
"Mhm." The Blood-Robed Immortal King answered neither warmly nor coldly, his gaze impassive. "When you see him, tell him to be especially wary of the Ancient Saint Clan. Quite a few people are plotting against him from the shadows."
His eyes deepened after he spoke. It seemed the strange circumstances of that year had indeed been manipulated by someone behind the scenes—the Nine-Heavens Immortal Alliance...
A trace of killing intent flashed through the Blood-Robed Immortal King's eyes, and the atmosphere around him abruptly froze. Colluding with Extraterritorial Evil Spirits to scheme against cultivators of the Great World—they deserved execution.
Tian Li's entire body trembled. He stared at the Blood-Robed Immortal King's back in disbelief. What did Lord World-Crosser have to do with the Ancient Saint Clan?!
The Blood-Robed Immortal King gave a faint, cold laugh. "Simply convey my intention."
"Yes!" Tian Li drew a deep breath. Something momentous must have happened to Lord World-Crosser in the Extraterritorial Battlefield, something involving earth-shattering secrets.
The Blood-Robed Immortal King did not continue discussing Chen Xun. Instead, he changed the subject. "Tian Li, cultivate the Blood-Slaying Nine-Ring Transformation well. Your blade should be drawn for the clarity within your heart."
Intense reverence filled Tian Li's