The Great Void.
Golden winds swirled, bearing up the entire abode like dense clouds. The stars of the heavens slowly revolved. A young man in gold stood upon the star chart with a sword in his arms, a gleaming golden thread swaying in the wind as it descended into the abode and linked two people.
[Golden Scale] in Wanjin's hands had already awakened. It was a Geng Metal Spirit Treasure, an old possession of Tai Zhen, and contained a strand of Sword Intent. It also faintly represented that True Lord's wishes. Quite a few True Persons had already concealed themselves in the Great Void around the Radiant Sky Abode, all hoping for a share of this Spirit Treasury.
But the Supreme Truth Immortal Sect was leading this affair, after all, and the cultivators dared not offend it. Though Wanjin was only at the early Purple Mansion stage, none dared provoke him out of respect for that spirit sword. Most merely hoped to pick up a few scraps.
Dark red yin fire blew in just then, tentatively claiming a patch of space. The flames churned without cease, setting alight whatever they encountered until even the surrounding starlight dimmed.
"[Burning Wilds]-its sparks never die, and its intent is for the way of humanity to flourish and stand firm. Yet you've cultivated it into this smoldering yin manifestation of the Dao. Lingjing, it seems your cultivation is lacking."
Wanjin's voice was cold, his face seemingly coated in frost. Sword Qi shot from [Golden Scale] in all directions; clearly, he was on poor terms with the newcomer.
"Why must you be like this, young friend Wanjin? I merely stopped by to have a look. I have no designs on the Spirit Artifact."
The Dark Crimson Yin Flame dispersed, revealing a Daoist in a crimson