In a hastily built forward outpost.
"You're here?" The Mudworker and the others lit up.
"I'm here to help you."
Mu Xi's expression softened a little as she said, "Actually, our sect has a hidden sect gate. The senior brothers use it to sneak in and out. Normal people don't know about it."
Some things are explicitly forbidden.
Like designing vulnerabilities and secret entrances inside the sect, but behind closed doors, who really cares?
It's just like at school—there are always people who want to climb the wall, dig secret gates, dog holes, and sneak out.
Anyway, in the Immortal Realm no one would attack their sect.
But now, things were different.
Boom!
Guided by the inner traitors, they silently breached the sect.
...
Inside the sect.
In the audience hall, a young, tall, imposing True Immortal looked down at one Celestial Immortal Great Perfection cultivator after another—powerhouses, prodigies.
"See? This is my power."
