Before the eyes of every Cult Master in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, the Immortal Ancient Era vanished. It had been snatched away.
Everyone inside was thrown to different places. The Cult Masters could not stop it.
This was Meng Tianzheng's way of protecting the Heavenly Prodigies inside.
Had he not intervened, those prodigies would have appeared right where they stood. Faced with the Cult Masters' slaughter, they would not even have been able to run.
And with that, the Cult Masters' plans to plunder the Treasures of the Immortal Ancient Era and snuff out its prodigies came to nothing.
Yet no one dared voice a complaint. That sky-shrouding hand had terrified them all.
"I'm taking the Immortal Ancient Era," Meng Tianzheng said coldly.
"Please, Senior."
"It's only right that the Immortal Ancient Era belongs to you, Senior."
The Cult Masters called out their agreement. Not one dared stand in his way.
Faced with prodigies, they struck with heavy fists, declaring they would take their lives and that the Treasures of the Immortal Ancient Era belonged to the virtuous.
Faced with Meng Tianzheng, they bowed and scraped. A senior claiming the treasure? It was the will of the Heavenly Mandate!
Meng Tianzheng ignored them. Taking the Immortal Ancient Era with him, he left the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
He had come in a rush and left just as quickly.
The envoys the Heavenly God Academy had sent to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces had also arrived.
They would invite its Heavenly Prodigies to Immeasurable Heaven and tell the many Cult Masters about one matter.
The covenant of the Immemorial Era.
Put simply, that covenant required them to reinforce the Border Wasteland Emperor Pass.
But after so many years, it existed only in the memories of a few ancient beings. No