In the Bright Moon Sect in the East, Xu Bai stood on top of a mountain peak.
He was like a giant between heaven and earth.
"Looks like you're almost there..." A middle-aged man walked to Xu Bai.
"Still quite a bit to go." Xu Bai shook his head. "Master, is there news?"
"The Heavenly Spirit Tribe does show signs of recovery, and the Master of the Heavenly Saint Sect is accelerating his descent. There's a high probability that the immortal seed is about to bloom again."
"Can't it be stopped?" Xu Bai asked.
"Hard to say… but we can try to suppress it. The thing should still be with the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, and those who have achieved immortality can't enter. You have to go in person," said the middle-aged man. "We just need to buy two hundred years for Chu Jie. The hearts of the saints of the Clear Sky School have already become immortals, and they don't care. But the old guys from various races have started to stir things up, which might affect the great fortune."
