Tianming rushed to the Decimo Sacred Hall. When he ran over, he saw a man in azure clothes with his back facing him. Li Wudi, Ye Yi, and Bai Mo were also there, along with Qin Jiufu, the South Hall King.

“Old Ye!” Tianming shouted. It had been some time since Tianming had seen Ye Shaoqing, so he missed him a bit.

“Tianming?” Ye Shaoqing turned around. Upon seeing Tianming, he furrowed his brows slightly and replied, “It’s been a long time. Your temperament has changed.”

Ye Shaoqing had been receiving tons of benefits from the Decimo Dao Palace, and his cultivation had reached the Sky Saint stage.

“You’re still handsome!” Tianming smiled. But sensing the grave atmosphere, he immediately wiped the smile off his face and stepped forth.

“Let’s not waste time. There’s trouble,” said Ye Shaoqing.

“What’s the matter?”

“After Autarch Qian was defeated, he disregarded his reputation, instructing Dongyang An and the Dazzling Pavilion to start capturing people in the Grand-Orient...