Chunyang Palace.
Cold and fierce snow in the high sky melted quietly before reaching the palace.
Inside the ancient and spacious great hall.
It was abuzz with people's voices.
"What exactly does the Primitive Demonic Sect mean by this? Why would they suddenly move against the Qi State's formation?"
"Not a single one of the six Immortal Ascension Elders managed to escape!"
"The Qi State had amassed tens of thousands of cultivators, the majority of whom were annexed by the Kingdom of Immortals… Does the Primitive Demonic Sect not realize how dangerous the situation is?!"
"To the west, we have the calamity of the great flood and the frequent transgressions of the Three Continents' cultivators; to the east, the Kingdom of Immortals is preparing for war; and to the north, the attitude of the Primitive Demonic Sect remains ambiguous and unclear. Sect Master, we need to plan ahead!"
The cultivators' voices were either agitated or calm, each voicing their opinions.
