No one in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces knew where the Bell of Wuzhong and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Disk, those two peerless artifacts, had come from.
Well, the Remnant Immortal behind the Immortal Hall and his former accomplices knew.
But no one had ever learned it from them.
Those Remnant Immortals might not wake even once in a million years. And if they did, no one would disturb them over such "chicken feathers and garlic skins."
To the powerful figures of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, the Bell of Wuzhong and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc were incomparably powerful and exceptionally mysterious.
But the Three Thousand Dao Provinces held mysteries beyond counting. Many even had clear ties to the Immortal Dao.
Beyond the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, in the Uninhabited Zone, a puddle of yellow mud could kill a Cult Master. That was more mysterious still.
On the surface, those two artifacts were nothing extraordinary compared with the mysterious legends passed down since antiquity.
So although people had obtained them, greatly increasing their strength and making them more formidable than ever,
they had caused no earth-shaking change to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces as a whole.
Two Cult Masters growing stronger was hardly worth mentioning.
There would always be other Cult Masters who matched them, or even surpassed them.
Especially to the Immortal Hall, the power known as the foremost Dao Lineage in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. What were two Cult Masters to them?
The Remnant Immortal would not even need to act. The Immortal Hall had a true Supreme who, if he wished, could easily crush any Cult Master to death.
Well, Qin Changsheng might still struggle a little if he paid any price necessary.
So to the Immortal Hall, this truly was a