He stood blankly on the top of the zenith for a day and a night. The morning wind, rain and dew dyed his hair white. The originally long black hair turned completely gray when he moved around again.

Zong Xingyu, who has resumed his activity, seems to be as tall and straight as before, but it gives people the feeling that he is already a little rickety.

Something in my heart has collapsed.

Zong Xingyu strode back to the main hall of the West Palace, and immediately issued an order with the strongest and toughest attitude——

"All members of the West Palace are dispatched! Everyone arrives at the battlefield as soon as the order is conveyed! Defend the enemy three hundred miles away from the main summit of the West Palace. If you don't win, you will die!"

"If we are unable to stop the army of the Laughing Monarch, then everyone in the West Palace will be collectively destroyed three hundred miles away!"

"This order is executed immediately!"

"Within half a quarter of an hour, those belonging to the West Hall who fail to gather on time will be killed without mercy!"

This order was immediately sent out to every cultivator belonging to the West Hall.

Outside, a loud bell rang immediately.
Chapter completed!