Immortals surrounded the Great Sun Sword Tomb; it was the time when the night was growing faint.
After a night of battle, the semi-tangible moon seemed on the verge of transforming into the sun, punctuated occasionally by the sharp crow of roosters.
"Lord Chaoxi!"
"Lord Chaoxi!!"
The deafening calls from the crowd in Business Leader City shook the air, and everyone, including the Immortals, looked towards the sky with fervent eyes, yet no trace of anyone could be seen.
Floating islands across the sky moved away from Business Leader City in unison, rising a thousand meters before halting.
To the disciples of the Five Sects, there clearly hadn't been any appearance of the Dao Jun. The surroundings remained eerily void.
Even as Divine Sense swept over the area repeatedly, not a single clue could be found.
