Fury

An endless quarrel raged within Mad Martial Hall, with no one willing to yield.

Sect Master Wu Xuan watched the arguing crowd, his face expressionless.

Seeing the dispute grow ever fiercer, Wu Xuan let out an angry roar.

"Enough."

Wu Xuan's fury immediately left everyone silent as cicadas in winter. The clamorous hall fell deathly still in an instant.

Wu Xuan's sharp gaze swept across the crowd as he said coldly, "Send people to Clear Origin Domain to negotiate. Find a way to rescue Ling Chuan and the others."

At these words, the Great Elder's faction was overjoyed, while the Second Elder's faction and the neutral faction wore gloomy expressions.

Wu Xuan had his own considerations in making this decision.

Mad Martial Hall had invested far too much in Ling Chuan. If they abandoned him now, years of painstaking effort would vanish into thin air.

Ling Chuan himself was already at the Late-Heavenly Human Realm. His combat strength was second only to the Dao-Integration Realm ancestors, and in ten thousand years, he was the only one with a chance of advancing into the Dao-Integration Realm. The sect could not abandon him.

"Understood."

Fearing that the Second Elder might stir up further trouble, the Great Elder immediately accepted the order in a loud voice.

The same scene played out in other factions, where they quarreled over those captured alive by the Eternal Divine Dynasty.

Heavenly Human Realm cultivators were the pillars holding up the sky for every faction. No one could easily abandon them. In the end, all sides decided to contact the Eternal Divine Dynasty and attempt to rescue their fellow sect members.

Boom!

Within the Imperial Capital of the Divine Dynasty, a majestic aura shot into the heavens. Before it could spread, it was suppressed by an even more