As Zhou Yuanhao's voice fell, the Dao Yan Tower blazed with golden light once more, shooting straight into the clouds and enveloping the Ghost Domain of the entire Primordial Ninth Legion.
At the same time, the forty-nine Dao Yan Towers within the Immortal Realm each shot out beams of light. They gathered above their Dao Yan Towers and forcibly condensed into an enormous Dao Yan Tower.
Whoosh! A gateway appeared in the void, and the old man in a straw rain cape emerged. Looking toward the Dao Yan Tower, his eyes were filled with gravity.
"This Dao Yan Tower is actually this bizarre. What exactly is he trying to do?"
"Looks like he is plotting something enormous."
The condensed Dao Yan Tower charged directly toward the passageway and, in but an instant, flew into Zhou Yuanhao's hand.
"Who exactly are you? What do you want?"
An illusory ghost stepped out from the passageway. His body was battered and incomplete, and he even had only one leg, yet his aura was undeniably at the Imperial Lord Rank.
Inside the Netherferry Ship, Mu Hanyan looked at the Ghost Race elder and said solemnly, "This Ghost Race member is very strong. Even among Imperial Lords, he should be among the best."
The aura emanating from this Ghost Race Imperial Lord was no weaker than hers had been at her peak.
That alone said everything. After all, this Ghost Race Imperial Lord was currently in a weakened state.
Facing the other man's question, Zhou Yuanhao sneered. "Naturally, to sweep clean the universe and open new frontiers for my Immortal Realm!"
The Immortal Realm was too small. It could no longer contain his ambitions.
He wanted the radiance of the Dao Yan Tower to shine upon the heavens and Myriad Realms, allowing the Immortal Realm