Immortal Alliance Headquarters - Central Continent.
Deep within the Holy Mountain, in a chamber where time flowed slower than the outside world.
An old man sat on a lotus made of stars. His beard touched the floor. He hadn't moved in five hundred years.
Ancestor Xuan Yuan (Golden Immortal - Early Stage).
Suddenly, a jade tablet on the wall shattered.
Xuan Yuan opened his eyes.
The mountain shook. The sky outside turned dark as his mood influenced the weather.
"Ling Long..." his voice was like a landslide. "My granddaughter's life seal... has been suppressed."
He stood up. The space around him cracked. A Golden Immortal was a being who had begun to fuse with the Laws of the Universe. His anger was the World's anger.
He walked out of the cave.
The Alliance Council—ten Sky Immortals—were already kneeling outside, terrified.
"Ancestor!" The Sect Master bowed. "We just received news. The Celestial Crane was hijacked. The Ghost City..."
"The Ghost City," Xuan Yuan interrupted. "The one that vanished three months ago. The Profound Gold City."
"Yes, Ancestor. We have been tracking it, but it uses Void Cloaking."
"It cannot cloak from Bloodline Resonance," Xuan Yuan said.
He cut his finger. A drop of golden blood floated into the air. It spun, turning into a compass needle pointing North-West.
"She is there."
Xuan Yuan looked at his generals.
"Mobilize the Sky Fleet. All ten Motherships. I want that flying city turned into dust."
"And the hostage, Ancestor?"
Xuan Yuan's eyes were cold.
"If she is alive, save her. If she is dead... burn the pirate alive for ten thousand years."
He stepped into the air.
"I will lead the hunt."