Within the vast domain of the Purple Crest Immortal Sect, a storm was brewing. In the blink of an eye, powerful figures gathered like dark clouds, forming a terrifying army of cultivators.
The Sun Clan's movements shook the entire Prosperous Stone Immortal Star!
At the entrance to the underground chamber where the array altar stood— the gateway to the Immortal Martial Continent— tension ran high. A cultivator, his face tight with urgency, barked out orders.
"Get ready to open the spatial channel! The Sun Clan is personally leading an expedition to the Immortal Martial Continent!"
Gasps filled the air.
"The Sun Clan is making a move themselves?" someone blurted out, voice edged with disbelief.
"Of course they are! Sun Ji, the clan's most gifted descendant, was killed there! You think they'd let that slide?"
"Heavens… It's been tens of thousands of years since the Sun Clan launched an attack like this!"
