Li Chen had stood with his back to the others, his hands clasped behind him, his bearing as deep as an abyss and steadfast as a towering mountain, like one of the Immortals and Gods.
Although he was alone here, he had instead placed immense pressure on everyone from the Immortal Alliance. Such was the might born of the fundamental elevation he had undergone upon attaining the Heavenly Ghost realm.
Dharma King Yuanhao's eyelids twitched violently. "Li Chen, why have you come here? Are you trying to start a war?"
"A war?" Li Chen turned at Dharma King Yuanhao's challenge and sighed softly. "You started this war long ago."
"Nonsense! How dare you spout such baseless lies!"
"Everyone knows perfectly well what your Puppet Dao has been doing these past few years. Today, you even invaded our Immortal Alliance's forbidden grounds, yet you have the gall to say we started the war long ago?"
"Dharma King, Great Elder Fu, he came alone," Hong Tianyi, the Immortal Alliance Great Power on guard duty, said through a covert voice transmission.
Dharma King Yuanhao's expression shifted slightly at this, but after some thought, he suppressed the idea.
"His momentum is already unstoppable. We must not act rashly!"
Li Chen paid no attention to Dharma King Yuanhao's little schemes, nor did he continue arguing with them. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the pitch-black coffins nearby. All ten black coffins seemed to exist in an exceedingly peculiar state that even Li Chen, at his current realm, could not fully see through.
Is this a manifestation of the Great Dao, a concept at its very root?
"I've long heard that the Immortal Alliance has deep reserves and harbors secrets passed down since remote antiquity. Presumably, aside from those few Immortal Treasures used at various points