The Chosen One

The Vermilion Bird Temple.

Hundreds of seasoned veterans had been revived, although now they only guided the younger generation. The aura of these former powerhouses lingered, refusing to dissipate.

In the presence of Zhu Yi, they were all seniors, a fact even she hesitated to contest. She could only manage an awkward smile from her prominent seat.

"Master Zhu, I heard that in the Original Planet Alpha 9, there's a Grand Yan Immortal who has caught the attention of Lord True Spirit. I wonder if it's true!" The speaker was an old man with white, ancient-looking horns protruding from his head.

At the mention of Lord True Spirit, an involuntary shiver ran through the crowd. Despite their recent revival, they had heard from the ancient ones that this Lord True Spirit was eccentric and extremely domineering. Even the core four halls left by Qishen were beneath his notice. The highest trials were his sole prerogative.