In the Great Hall of Holy Emperor Palace, people were moving.
"He's the mysterious golden immortal who convinced the nine Saint mountain to surrender to the two forces?"
Everyone looked at the entrance of the hall, their eyes focused on the man in white.
Their expressions were filled with reverence.
"Fellow Daoist!"
Even the sage Emperor rose from his Dragon Throne and respectfully called out.
This person had convinced the nine Saint mountain to seize a large piece of land for the Saint spirit dynasty. This was enough to make him treat him with such respect.
Tang Hao cupped his hands in salute.
"I heard that the ninth Prince's side didn't gain anything this time. What a pity!"
"That's normal. Capturing those old demons isn't something that can be done with just strength. "
Everyone in the hall was discussing in low voices.
