"What's the situation outside? Has a True Immortal appeared in the Immortal Dao?"
The man, his hair and beard snow-white yet his face still youthful, asked coolly.
The powerful aura of a Demigod Peak radiated from him wantonly, and he showed no concern for whether the people prostrating before him—the very ones who called him "Old Ancestor"—could endure it.
Yet the people prostrating on the ground seemed accustomed to it, their hearts filled with even greater awe for the Old Ancestor's power.
Thus, the moment he finished speaking, a Chief Steward spoke up to answer.
"Reporting to the Old Ancestor, no True Immortal Level powerhouses have appeared in the outside world. However, we did receive a piece of news… it seems…"
The Chief Steward hesitated.
"'It seems' what? Speak!"
