Yang Tian at this moment thought of the Witch from the Abyss of Changbai Mountain; a few years ago, the Witch had ascended into the Immortal Realm, and it's unclear how she is now. If Saint Mo can indeed summon his partners from the Immortal Realm, could Yang Tian also summon the Witch?
But clearly, all this is uncertain.
"Alright, follow me now."
Ling Hong stood up and walked forward.
Yang Tian and his companions followed Ling Hong, arriving inside the Imperial Hall. The sky was already dark; Sirius had three moons hanging at the horizon, all full, seemingly within reach to pluck down. Here, there was no need to light the lamps.
The Imperial Hall was already crowded.
Representatives of martial artists from all planets on the east side of the Milky Way gathered here to discuss countermeasures against the impending return of Saint Mo.
