The Immortal Realms were vast beyond measure, composed of numerous Immortal Domains, yet these domains were usually not adjacent to each other.
Beyond the perimeter of the Northern Qiong Immortal Realm on an overseas isolated island, a youth with a stern expression was saying farewell to a reclusive old man.
"Master, the Alchemy Dao Conference is imminent, and your disciple must travel to the Northern Qiong Immortal Realm. Is there any further advice you would give me?"
"What needed to be said has been said over these past few days, no need to repeat it!" The reclusive old man turned toward the sea, with his hands behind his back. His silhouette exuded the vicissitude of the ages.
However, after a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Qiuyang, with the impending crisis in the Divine Capital, do you think your master is being too selfish?"
