As the days passed, storm clouds began to gather over the Central Continent.
Far away on the Southern Li Continent, Chu Mo was leafing through his battle ledger in his temporary palace, preparing to pick out a few treasures to reward himself, when his expression suddenly shifted.
A Communication Talisman in his sleeve flickered with faint light.
He took it out and saw that the message was from Ming Su.
"The Heaven's Chosen Alliance on the Central Continent has grown into a force to be reckoned with. The association has decided to mobilize all forces immediately for a joint assault on the Central Continent. Rendezvous at its eastern border within three days. There must be no delays."
Chu Mo's eyes flickered. "What exactly is Ming Su getting at?"
He considered it for a moment, then put away the Communication Talisman, rose, and left the palace. A short while later, several figures appeared in the Council Hall.
Xuan Cheng arrived first, his expression unchanged. Yun Qing and the others followed close behind, but their faces looked rather grim, with worry lurking between their brows.
"You all received it?" Xuan Cheng took his seat and asked calmly.
Chu Mo nodded, his gaze passing over Yun Qing's face. "Senior Sister Yun Qing, something seems to be weighing on your mind?"
Yun Qing nodded. Anyone with eyes could see that there was something abnormal about those [Heaven's Chosen]. Yet Ming Su had ordered everyone to launch a direct assault on the Central Continent. This was simply-
Seeing this, Xuan Cheng waved a dismissive hand. "You're all worrying too much. Since Senior Brother Ming Su has given the order, he must have made thorough preparations. Besides, as True Lords of Fuli, why should we fear those Outer Dao cultivators? They're nothing but clay chickens and