On the black lake, those white-robed immortal masters who were meditating were all unmoved. They turned a deaf ear to Xu Qing's arrival and words.
The white Immortal Arts Hall was completely silent, giving no response as well.
Xu Qing held the Ruler's token and stood in the air. After waiting for thirty breaths of time, he calmly spoke again.
"Before the Ruler was summoned by the Demon Feather Great Emperor, he reminded me three times that it was inconvenient for him to come personally to avoid hurting the harmony. Thus, he sent me to observe the immortal art. He will later view it through my memory."
"If the Immortal Arts Hall doesn't lend it, I can only tell it to the Ruler. At that time, the Ruler will come personally."
Xu Qing's voice was deep. After he finished speaking, he looked at the white Immortal Arts Hall in front of him.
