"Your Majesty, the Blood Battle Sect has issued an order to take you back to the Immortal Realm," said Marquis Zhenyang, clad in golden armor and wielding a long spear, his face cold and stern.
"The Blood Battle Sect, indeed. We sealed off this realm to prevent them from controlling it, at the cost of so many resources," Wen Mosheng chuckled.
Marquis Zhenyang pointed his spear at Wen Mosheng and said calmly, "That's why they want to take you.
"Taking you to the Immortal Realm means I won't have to waste a thousand years in the Spiritual Transformation Pool," he continued.
"This is my opportunity."
No longer spending a millennium in the Spiritual Transformation Pool, no longer facing potential dangers.
Indeed, this was an opportunity.
Countless illusory figures wanted to escape from the void.
Some looked back, while others paid no attention.
The Divine Emperor of the ancient Divine Court?
