East Victory Immortal Dynasty.
On a high mountain ten thousand zhang high.
A white-haired old Daoist sat cross-legged on the summit, suddenly opening his eyes and frowning as Liang Sheng arranged the Beast Swamp.
An unforeseen change?
Just as he was about to step forward and investigate, he found himself pinned to the ground by a force, unable to move.
"Senior Zi Zai?"
First, the elder was frightened, but then, thinking of something, he tentatively said.
He was one of the representatives of the sacred land in this Immortal Dynasty Grand Competition, monitoring all realms of the Immortal Dynasty and preventing violations of the competition rules.
However, he never expected that the first great power to intervene was someone beyond their control and beyond their reach.
Even if the old ancestor of the Holy Land encountered the Zi Zai independent cultivator, he was powerless and could only shake his head in the end.
Because the disciples of the Free Gate were all lunatics.
