The arrogant laughter of the opponent still echoed through the grand hall. The next moment, the entire sky shifted once again from daylight to night, repeating the scene that Moran, Jiandan, and the others had just witnessed. At the same time, that arrogant laughter abruptly cut off.
The grand hall where their group stood also underwent a transformation. It suddenly became bustling with activity; immortal immortals in sect robes walked in and out, stewards handled mission handovers, and larger crowds gathered together to examine the sect missions posted on the jade wall. All of this was merely an illusion, seemingly showcasing the former glory of this sect.
Everyone fell silent, gazing at the memories belonging to this grand hall, and no one disturbed the quiet. After a long while, Jiandan finally sighed and bowed to Old Jiu:
"Senior Old Jiu, it seems we are in trouble this time."
"When you reach a place, make yourself at home! For now, while the other party cannot spy on us, let us first set a general direction."
Chapter 1612