Half a month passed in a flash.
Wu Dao's branches had grown by another three hundred, but his strength remained at the Semi-Saint stage.
But the Heaven-Burying Alliance didn't give him any time to develop in peace.
The reason was simple.
Su Xiuqi, who had been behind the scenes for only half a year, had once again stepped into the limelight. Not only had he reclaimed the Heaven-Burying Steles under his command, but he had also convened the Realm Master assembly as promised.
Red Dust Realm.
DONG! DONG! DONG—
A great bell shook the world, its chimes echoing across the Ten Thousand Realms.
After the ninety-ninth chime,
From one world after another,
Realm Masters soared through the sky as streaks of rainbow light, breaking through the Boundary Walls of spacetime and converging on the central Red Dust World, which shone like a Divine Sun.
"Didn't the rumors say the Alliance Leader was severely injured and had relinquished his power? Why the sudden return...?"
