Returning to Blessed City

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was originally very heavy.

Suddenly, someone ran in and shouted loudly, making everyone's heart skip a beat.

Some of them who were not mentally strong almost fell to the ground.

" What's going on?" Xuan Jiuling frowned and shouted. Why are you so surprised? Didn't I tell you earlier that today's meeting is of great importance and no one is allowed to disturb you?"

Along with his cold and stern voice, the pressure of a Dao Profound Realm powerhouse also followed and spread outside the hall.

The steward at the door gasped and stopped in his tracks.

"Xuan…Divine General Xuan, I didn't mean to disturb your discussion, but... Something big has really happened!"

The steward didn't even catch his breath before he spoke impatiently.

Xuan Jiuling and Meng Shurong looked at each other in confusion.

"Ahem, Steward Jiang, come in first." "Tell me clearly, what exactly happened?" Meng Shurong asked.