"Strange."
The Golden Immortal elder of Feather God Palace frowned at the seal in his hand.
This seal hadn't been used in a long time;
The Immortal Realm had moved past the era of tribes and races millions of years ago, entering the era of the Eight Great Immortal Palaces. This seal no longer symbolized any power; it was purely maintained meticulously because it was the key to open the ancient clan land of the Feather Race.
But just now, it was clearly activated.
The spiritual power fluctuations here were so intense, shooting towards the Deep Sea, and a large amount of spiritual power appeared in the Deep Sea, which was the area where the small world attached to this world's domain.
Why is there no movement now?
The elder of Feather God Palace stroked his beard, looking puzzled.
Voices of mockery started to emerge around him.
This group of Dark Sect Immortals might not be impressive at fighting, but given the chance to mock someone, they wouldn't miss it at all.
