East Sea Martial Emperor City, atop the Immortal Mountain, inside the Ascending Immortal Hall.
White mist swirled around, rendering the hall as if it were an Immortal Palace, with flocks of Immortal Cranes chirping melodiously. Compared to the city's hustle and bustle at this moment, the Immortal Palace was rather silent.
Chen Yuan sat cross-legged in front of the hall, facing Ye Xiangnan. Between them was a small jade table, upon which lay two steaming cups of tea, as they discussed measures regarding the Japanese invaders.
Those invaders willing to surrender were roughly around ten thousand, they were Japan's elite Martial Artists, quite skilled. Now their spirits were being shattered, transforming them into slaves.
This was just one aspect; both Chen Yuan and Ye Xiangnan thought of revenge, for Japan was now notably weakened and held no Immortal on the surface.
