Someone knowledgeable about the old affairs explained.
"There have indeed been several bloody incidents in history, where those who ignited the flames of war were either executed by all parties or found a way before their execution."
Some ancient being who lived long enough murmured with an allure akin to the Heavenly Demon, leaving an imprint in the hearts of the crowd, clearly not a good person.
A True Saint snorted coldly, sweeping his gaze over.
Suddenly, someone reminded the crowd:
"This is the Primordial Palace."
The conflict that was about to erupt temporarily dissipated because of this.
"You haven't gone in yet?"
Beside Zhang Tiancheng, a figure silently appeared, with Dao Rhyme swirling like mist, making his true appearance extremely vague, as if the one present was not his true body, yet his aura still dominated the scene.
Zhang Tiancheng calmly said, "The one at the Primordial Palace is still young and needs some conditioning before meeting guests."
