All Heavens Hall headquarters.
A palace with its own space.
A majestic voice spread outward with ripples that reverberated through the void.
"Jiwu, come see me."
Upon sensing this disturbance, everyone in the palace looked up in astonishment.
"It's the great Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Dharmas!"
"The master has emerged from seclusion? It's been three epochs since his last appearance, hasn't it?"
"His lordship is summoning Immortal King Jiwu? I wonder what for?"
Speculation arose among the palace's many attendants, servants, disciples, and descendants.
Even as they discussed it, everyone gazed toward the Main Hall from which the voice had come, their eyes filled with awe.
Meanwhile, Immortal King Jiwu, whom the voice had summoned, immediately left his own palace and headed straight for the Main Hall.
Upon entering, he saw a towering figure a hundred meters tall, seemingly wreathed in the circulating Three Thousand Dao Rhythms, seated high upon a dark-gold Divine Throne deep within the palace.
At a single glance, this renowned figure, outstanding even among Immortal Kings, fell directly to his knees and touched his head to the floor. "Greetings, great master." "Jiwu, my newly accepted disciple, Nine Heavens, has fallen. Go investigate exactly why."
On the dark-gold Divine Throne, the figure wreathed in circulating Dao rhythms slowly spoke.
His voice seemed to contain infinite profundities, enough to be inscribed upon the void and linger for ages.
"Junior Brother Nine Heavens!? He's fallen!?"
Hearing his master's words, Immortal King Jiwu's heart jolted.
He immediately recalled how Nine Heavens had come to borrow the Indestructible Divine Jade from him not long ago...
At the time, he had said he was going to kill a supreme Celestial Immortal suspected of possessing a Will Secret Art?
Could it be...
He had fallen at that supreme Celestial Immortal's hands!?
Impossible!