The next day, furious roars came from the Boundless Immortal Palace:
"Our Immortal Hall cultivators never joined the war, nor did we set foot on the Five Elements Sect's Immortal Soil. What compensation do we owe?!"
"Senior, don't shout at me."
The visitor was Ji Mo, a Five Elements Sect Disciple. His expression was cold and severe as his gaze swept across cultivators in every direction within the Immortal Hall. "If you have doubts in your heart, you may enter my sect's territory and ask the ancestor in person."
"The Dao Ancestor is one favored by heaven. How can he rely on his profound cultivation to act recklessly? Boy, are you lining your own pockets and falsely conveying the Dao Ancestor's Decree?!" A False Immortal of the Immortal Hall regarded him with faintly cold eyes.
Boom—
A heavy aura descended, instantly dispersing that pressure. Ji Mo raised his head and said coldly, "Boundless Immortal Palace, you need only tell Ji whether you will accept this bill."
He did not look at that False Immortal. Instead, he looked deep into the Immortal Hall.
Ji Mo's fearless, unflinching bearing made quite a few Immortal Hall cultivators look at him sideways. He did carry himself rather well...
"I understand."
An aged, helpless voice came from deep within the Immortal Hall. The Dao Ancestor had come to settle the karmic debts left by the previous hall master.
After the Heavenly River Battle that year, who had coveted the Five Elements Dao Ancestor's Immortal Dao and immortal corpse most deeply? It had been them. There had also never been few instances of them secretly inciting the Boundless Myriad Races to besiege and kill the Dao Ancestor.
He knew the inside story of this matter, clear as day.
"Old Hall Master?" A group of False Immortals