Xu Zimo planned to rest for a while in the True Martial Sacred Ground, spend more time with his parents, and then head to the Elden Lands to find the God Emperor.
At this moment, in the Divine Sun Sacred Ground, after the old man returned to the Sacred Ground with Luo Changfeng and the others, many Grand Elders in the main hall looked grim.
Even the current Sacred Lord of the Divine Sun Sacred Ground, Cang Songlin, wore an expression of anger.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense.
The Grand Elder of the Divine Sun Sacred Ground was the first to speak, saying, “Sacred Lord, this matter cannot be left as it is. The True Martial Sacred Ground may be the strongest, but our Divine Sun Sacred Ground is also an imperial lineage. If we let this go, where will our dignity be in the future? Won’t others think they can bully us?”
“You don’t need to tell me that,” Cang Songlin nodded in reply. “But how we deal with this must follow some standard. Are we going to seek justice, or are we really going to go to war?”
Hearing Cang Songlin’s words, the Grand Elder fell slightly silent.
Go to war? Though it sounds good, compared to the True Martial Sacred Ground, which has four emperors in one lineage, they were clearly outmatched.
“Would they really go to war with our Divine Sun Sacred Ground just for a Holy Son?”
The Second Elder narrowed his eyes and said, “This matter originally happened because they broke the rules.”
“If it were just a Holy Son, that would be one thing. But the key is that Xu Zimo’s father is also the Vice-Lord,” Cang Songlin replied.
“We definitely need to handle this matter, but I’m just thinking about how far we should go.”
After Cang Songlin finished speaking, he looked toward two elders seated at the top.
One of them was Luo Changfeng’s master, Lei Yun, who had just broken through to the Immortal Path.
The other was a bald elder in a golden robe with unusually large earlobes, sitting calmly with his eyes closed as if meditating.
This elder had an intense aura. Standing near him, one would feel a suffocating pressure.
In his mind, there was a blazing sun, dazzling and impossible to ignore.
This elder was none other than the Divine Sun Sacred Ground’s strongest patriarch, and once the war general of Grand Emperor Shen Ri.
“Elder Chiwu!”
Cang Songlin looked toward Elder Chiwu. Though he was the Sacred Lord, such major decisions still required the elder’s input.
“You decide. I think many people will be interested in the Soft-Water Pearl,” Elder Chiwu said calmly.
Cang Songlin was momentarily stunned but understood the elder’s intention, use the situation.
The Soft-Water Pearl was one of the Five Spirit Orbs. There had always been many legends about them.
It’s said that when the Primordial Heartlands was still a single landmass, the secret of it being divided into five parts had something to do with the Five Spirit Orbs.
Any time one of these pearls appears, it sets off a bloody storm across the continent. If word gets out that Xu Zimo possesses the Soft-Water Pearl...
It’s hard to believe no one would be interested.
“Understood, Elder,” Cang Songlin quickly nodded.
He looked toward the core elders below and said softly, “Would you be willing to visit several Sacred Grounds of the Eastern Continent?”
“Where?” the Great Elder asked, confused.
“Purgatory Sacred Ground, Supreme Primal Sacred Ground, Blood Nether Sacred Ground, the Chi Imperial Clan, the Dan Imperial Clan, and the Dao Imperial Clan,” Cang Songlin said clearly.
“Sacred Lord, what are you planning?” the Great Elder asked in surprise.
“Leverage,” Cang Songlin smiled. “Would you be willing to act as envoys?”
“We will do our best,” the elders quickly responded.
…
During his time in the True Martial Sacred Ground, Xu Zimo finally enjoyed a few peaceful days.
No one disturbed him, and he didn’t have to think about anything. Apart from occasionally comprehending the ten Demon forms and observing the development of the True Fate World, life was quite relaxed.
The True Fate World was developing quickly.
Though it was still far from entering the Grand Cultivation Era, humans were becoming more and more comfortable in their environment.
They were gradually climbing from the bottom of the food chain to the top.
Elements like wind, rain, thunder, and snow, once feared, were now being slowly adapted to by all creatures.
Chaos restrained all the creatures of the Myriad Beast Race, forbidding them from leaving their territory.
Otherwise, the worldview of the newly established civilizations would collapse instantly.
Worldviews need time and gradual change to be reshaped.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed.
The time to leave was getting closer. On this particular morning, Xu Zimo was resting on South Goose Mountain.
Suddenly, he heard an explosion from the eastern side of the Sacred Ground.
He turned his head and saw that half the eastern sky had changed color.
The blazing sun overhead was blocked out. The sky was cloudless but looked ominous.
A loud voice rang out from the east, echoing across the entire True Martial Sacred Ground.
“May Sacred Lord Xiao come out and speak.”
…
Seeing such a scene, many disciples of the True Martial Sacred Ground were shocked.
This was the first time since the end of the last Heaven’s Will War that someone had come to the Sacred Ground with such imposing presence.
Many looked eastward, faintly able to make out numerous figures standing in the air.
Then, within the True Martial Sacred Ground, Sacred Lord Xiao stepped into the air and walked out calmly.
“Sacred Lord Cang, what brings you here?” Sacred Lord Xiao looked around and asked indifferently.
“Since you’re all here, there’s no need to hide. Come out.”
As his voice fell, the void rippled in many places.
Space was torn open, and several powerful figures appeared in the sky.
The disciples of the True Martial Sacred Ground looked closely and saw that these people were actually the leaders of various imperial-lineages from the Eastern Continent.
Among them were the Blood Nether Sacred Ground, Purgatory Sacred Ground, the Dan Imperial Clan, and the Divine Sun Sacred Ground, four Sacred Grounds.
The Purgatory Sacred Ground in particular was a Sacred Ground with two emperors.
“What’s the meaning of all this, coming to our True Martial Sacred Ground with such a show of force?” Sacred Lord Xiao narrowed his eyes and asked calmly, “Are you planning to start a war?”
“Sacred Lord Xiao, don’t misunderstand. We’re only here to confirm something,” Cang Songlin smiled and shook his head.
There were four Imperial Lineages here today. In fact, he had invited almost all the Imperial Lineages of the Eastern Continent.
Unfortunately, the Chi Imperial Clan, Supreme Primal Sacred Ground, Baili Imperial Clan, and Mo Imperial Clan had declined.
But the ones that came today were enough.
“What is it?” Sacred Lord Xiao frowned and asked.
“I wonder if your Sacred Ground’s Holy Son, Xu Zimo, is present?” Cang Songlin asked.
“He’s here. Why? What do you want?” Sacred Lord Xiao asked.
“That’s good,” Cang Songlin snorted coldly. “Then please summon the Holy Son. I wish to confront him face-to-face.”
…
At that moment, Xu Zimo was still on South Goose Mountain when a disciple came rushing into his courtyard in a panic.