Rumors Disagree, Blatant Suppression?

Regardless, Su Yuan arrived with Little Immortal Saint, so no matter how much doubt He Wenbai held in his heart, he still had to maintain his respect.

Today, Crimson Truth Pavilion was in decline, and there were only three individuals at the Divine Communion Realm, Peak Tier within the pavilion.

Little Immortal Saint possessed formidable combat strength and could elevate his realm by five tiers, meaning even He Wenbai himself was not necessarily a match for Little Immortal Saint.

Faced with such a young genius whom he could not defeat, He Wenbai expressed that he dared not provoke him.

Coupled with the identity of being an Immortal Saint's descendant, He Wenbai held even greater respect for Little Immortal Saint in his heart.

Little Immortal Saint, young friend Su Yuan, please accompany me into Crimson Truth Pavilion.

He Wenbai turned sideways, and Jiang Kaiyi followed suit, both of them signaling with a smile on their left and right for Su Yuan and Chen Shenxiao to enter Crimson Truth Pavilion.

Very well.

Chen Shenxiao and Su Yuan nodded simultaneously, the former's mind stirring as he put away the Purple Cloud Battleship and looked toward the crimson-red grand gates down below.

To the left and right of the crimson gates were towering walls that stretched out of sight.

The grand gate stood roughly eight meters tall, and a layer of barrier separated Crimson Truth Pavilion from the outside world.

Su Yuan cast his gaze into the barrier.

Countless crimson-red pavilions stood in rows, and the architectural furnishings bore many similarities to Sky Star War Academy.

Suspended mid-air was a cluster of blazing red sun energy, continuously showering astral power down below.

Just as Su Yuan and Chen Shenxiao prepared to enter Crimson Truth Pavilion, a spatial rift tore open once more several hundred