Amid the chaos in the Immortal Palace, countless figures rushed about, all gazing intently at the Sword Garden, their minds swirling with speculation.
Whoosh, whoosh—among them, the higher-ranked Daoists, such as Daoist Zhi Guangzi and others, swiftly flew to the vicinity of the Sword Garden.
They all fixed their eyes tightly on the garden, nerves taut.
“What’s going on? Is the Sword Garden about to collapse?”
Hearing the murmurs around him, Daoist Zhi Guang answered immediately, “Impossible. There are three Sword Emissaries stationed in the Sword Garden. Not to mention the Elixir Scripture Immortal, even if the Dao Court Dao Lord himself came, it wouldn't stir such a commotion.”
Someone’s heart stirred and they asked, “Could it be that the Chaos Immortal is about to emerge from seclusion?”
These words caught everyone outside the Sword Garden by surprise—both astonished and excited.
Beneath the surface of the Sword Garden.
The Execution Immortal Sword Emissary and the others stared at the source of the disturbance with horror, hearts uneasy:
“What exactly is happening underground?”
“That kid who just jumped down—what is he up to beneath the surface?”