The figure is ethereal, shuttling between two realms.
...
True Martial Sect.
Sect Master's Hall.
Countless beams of the Great Dao's radiance, like lotus flowers, suspended in the hall.
The Supreme Sect Leader and Lord Zi Ji sat discussing Dao.
Outside the hall, jade talismans with battlefield news, like swordfish, constantly circling.
"Zi Ji, the disciple you took this time is quite extraordinary. In the Primordial Pill Realm, able to cross realms and slay Transformed Realm demons. In the Nirvana Realm, able to slay commanders of the Demon Race. But no matter how remarkably talented, one must adhere to sect rules."
"Elder Zhou Yan's matter has been brought to me by quite a few elders."
The Supreme Sect Leader spoke, his expression neither sad nor happy.
