Inside the residence of the Penglai Supreme Sect’s leader, a lean Daoist monk with a goatee and tanned skin stared at Daoist Cangsheng with a troubled expression before saying gravely, "Sect Leader, we have a major crisis.0

"The Penglai Secondary Sect members from the three islands have united in revolt. The scale is too large for the law enforcement disciples to control. They’ve already surrounded Mirage Mountain.0

"For now, the enchanted formation of the supreme sect is holding them off. As for what should really be done to handle this situation, please make a decision."0

This was Daoist Canghong, a member of the Penglai Supreme Sect and the overseer of the three islands of Penglai. For years, the islands beneath Mirage Mountain had remained peaceful, so he had long enjoyed a rather idle position in sect affairs. Never did he expect to face such an overwhelming crisis today.0

The sect leader of the Penglai Supreme Sect had not been seen for a long time, and everyone assumed he was in closed-door cultivation. After much effort, Daoist Canghong managed to knock open the doors of the cave dwelling, only to be stunned speechless when he saw that his senior brother was missing an arm.0

Daoist Cangsheng simply shook his head, signaling him not to ask too many questions and to focus...0