The Beginning of an Alliance, Winds and Clouds Stir Again

The Immortal-Abandoned Continent, Storm Mountain.

The atmosphere inside the sect's main hall was extremely oppressive.

"Sect Master!" A Golden Core elder looked at the figure on the main seat, whose face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. His voice was extremely dry and hoarse due to extreme fear!

"Old Feng... Old Lin... and... their life essence jade slips..."

"... They're all shattered!"

There is a 'time difference' between the Astral Battlefield and the Immortal-Abandoned Continent. When the Life Soul Jade Slip shattered, it meant that they had already died!

"Boom--!"

This news struck like a devastating bolt of lightning, hitting the hearts of all the elders present!

"What?!"

"Eight... eight Golden Core! They... they all perished?!"

"No... impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"That's two Golden Core Perfection and six Late Golden Core cultivators! They even have a fourth-tier magic weapon! Even if an ordinary Nascent Soul were to come, it would be absolutely impossible to annihilate them all in such a short time!"

"Who... who did this?!"

In an instant, the entire hall was thrown into chaos!

Upon hearing this news, Feng Xiaotian, seated at the head of the table, was utterly stunned!

But, after all, he was the head of a sect!

After a brief moment of shock, an overwhelming anger and... a deep sense of fear welled up inside me!

[Martial Sect!]

[It must be, Martial Sect!]

A thought, which he himself found utterly absurd, yet seemed to be the only reasonable one, uncontrollably surfaced from the depths of his heart!

[Could it be...?]

[Is all of this a trap?!]

[They deliberately sent Qin Rushuang and that kid to the Astral Battlefield just to lure Storm Mountain into making a move?!]

[Then, taking advantage of the opportunity, we'll wipe out Golden Core elites of my sect in one fell swoop?!]

Just when he was feeling uneasy, and even began to have thoughts of giving up!

A disciple tumbled and crawled in!

"Report!"

"Sect Master! We've just received news! Someone saw Qin Rushuang and that boy have already returned to the Martial Sect!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this!

All the elders present were utterly horrified!

They actually came back alive?!

[Then, Old Feng and the others...]

"Sect Master! What should we do now?!"

"Yes! Sect Master! The Martial Sect has gone too far! We will fight them to the death!"

"That's right! Let's give it our all!"

However, Feng Xiaotian slowly raised his hand.

"This matter will be put on hold for now."

His voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Everything is more important than the alliance with the Purple Thunder Sect!"

He sneered inwardly.

[Martial Sect...]

[You guys won't last much longer.]

[The most urgent task is to obtain the ' God-Breaking Pill ' to help me break through to the Soul Formation; that's the key!]

"Yes..."

at the same time.

Purple Thunder Sect.

Inside the council hall, the same thing happened—a chaotic uproar.

"Sect Master! You mustn't!" A veteran Nascent Soul Nascent Soul, his hair and beard all white, cried out in anguish, "Those Storm Mountain people are despicable and shameless! How can we possibly associate with them?!"

"Hmph! Outdated and pedantic!" Another Nascent Soul elder, whose aura was equally powerful, scoffed disdainfully, "Womanly compassion!"

"Now, a great era is dawning! Only by joining forces can we remain invincible in this chaotic world!"

"That's right!"

"Strength is everything!"

Just as the two factions were locked in a fierce dispute!

"Buzz--!"

In the center of the main hall, an ancient teleportation array suddenly shone brightly!

A decree, filled with supreme majesty, slowly flew out from the gate of light!

"It's... it's an edict from the ' Upper Realm '!"

Everyone present was horrified and immediately knelt down!

The sect leader of the Purple Thunder Sect, trembling, stretched out his hands and respectfully accepted the Dao Art.

A sweep of divine sense.

His expression instantly became incredibly complex.

"Get up, all of you."

He slowly stood up, his voice filled with endless... exhaustion.

"My Purple Thunder Sect, along with Storm Mountain, are both ancestral temples in the ' Upper Realm '... super-high-level forces, with Void Refinement experts presiding over them."

But now...

"A message has arrived from the ' Upper Realm '."

He paused, his voice becoming incredibly dry.

"That patriarch of Storm Mountain has already Void Refinement Perfection."

"Currently in seclusion..."

"... A breakthrough, the realm of Body Integration!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this!

All the "opposition" elders present, who had been arguing their case, were utterly horrified!

Not a single person dared to voice the slightest dissent!

"Pass on my order!"

The sect leader of the Purple Thunder Sect slowly closed his eyes.

"Announce this to the world!"

"Three days later!"

"My Purple Thunder Sect and Storm Mountain have officially become allies!"