No one knew at all that at this moment, above Chengdu, at a boundary that neither Foundation Establishment cultivators nor the clans could reach, in a place that couldn’t be seen even at the highest altitude of 12,000 meters that a normal airplane could attain, there was majestic palace that was roughly 20,000 meters long hidden from view in the cloud sea. 

It was in the form of a tortoise. Here, sunlight was especially gorgeous, shining on the tortoise and reflecting an infinite radiance. The palace seemed to come alive and roam the sea of clouds.

The Heavenraiser Palace, Daomaster Ancientpine’s abode. 

The master hall.

“How?” Ancestor Ancientpine clasped his cup of tea and asked leisurely.

In the great hall, there was no one, but a rough voice reverberated in emptiness. “Not bad. Everything’s done being arranged.”

“That’s good…” Ancientpine sighed and slowly walked down as he carried his tea. He wanted to say something, but his voice ultimately became a long sigh.

“Good or bad, we have associated with each other for decades. You were originally one of high character and moral integrity, how could you turn coat?” His gaze carried a trace of lonesomeness and looked towards the north. He shook his head imperceptibly. [1]

After a few seconds of silence, the tough voice said, “Then, what about your disciple? And those great clans?”

Ancientpine said nothing.

The voice said flatly, “The northwest...