"Holy Son, this is bad!" the disciple cried out in panic.
"What are you panicking for?" Xu Zimo sat up and chuckled.
"The people from the Divine Sun Sacred Sect have come knocking," the disciple hurriedly said. "The Sect Master has asked you to go over."
"Looks like it's because of the Drowning Pearl," Xu Zimo murmured.
He rose to his feet and gazed toward the eastern horizon, his eyes profound.
Then he followed the disciple to the eastern side of the sect.
Beneath the vault of heaven, aside from the leaders of the four Imperial Dynasty Immortal Sects, there seemed to be others lurking within the void.
Such a scene had long drawn the attention of the people and other forces across the Eastern Continent.
At this moment, countless eyes were fixed upon the True Martial Sacred Sect. This colossal beast, silent for an entire era, had finally been challenged.
Especially the two first-rate forces of the Far West Land—the Immortal Spirit Sect and the Sacred Spring Sect.
Xu Zimo arrived at the eastern side of the sect at an unhurried pace. As Cang Songlin saw him arrive,
Cang Songlin let out a sharp roar. "Xu Zimo, do you know your crime?"
"What does Sect Master Cang mean by that?" Xu Zimo asked with a slight frown.
"You injured disciples of my Divine Sun Sacred Sect and stole a precious treasure of my Divine Sun Sacred Sect. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?" Cang Songlin demanded loudly.
"And what does this have to do with you?" Xu Zimo asked blandly as he looked at the three Imperial Dynasty Immortal Sects, including the Purgatory Sacred Sect.
Yan Hong, the Sect Master of the Purgatory Sacred Sect, chuckled. "Sect Master Cang and I are close friends. He invited us here