Silence.

The entire Mortal Desolate World was silent. Back in Solitude City, the All Desolate Competition has been put on hold after what just happened and the Factions were in chaos.

The rainbow light was visible for all to see.

Although the majority of people understood what these seven colored lights represents, they didn’t understand the reason for their appearance.

Those older existences with higher cultivation and knowledge thought beings from the Upper World has invaded but they noticed there was no spatial tear in the sky. This left them confused.

In the end, they all seek the Arcane Mountain for an answer.

The Mortal Desolate World is a World of tremendous size.

Unlike the Mortal Haven World where there are only two Continents separated by a body of water, the Mortal Desolate has many island-like areas that are occupied by a multitude of Sects and Clans.

In one particular area where the True Essence of Heaven and Earth are thickly concentrated, beyond a veil of mysterious fog, is a large majestic floating mountain. From afar, the mountain looked like two separate mountains but on a closer look, it was only shaped that way.

Auspicious birds such as magpies and cranes can be seen flying through the clouds, happily singing as though they’re in paradise. The air was fresh and nature was green. The scenery no doubt looked like the promised land.

The large mountain was separated into six sections with each being equivalent to the size of Solitude City. They’re separated into the Sect Hall, the Talisman Hall, the Formation Hall, the Blacksmith Hall, the Alchemy Hall, and the Combat Hall.

Tall buildings and structures as well as busy people can be seen everywhere.

At this moment, somewhere in the Sect Hall, inside a spacious meeting room.

Four men and one woman exuding an authoritative air stood before a jade throne. The collective aura of these people would make it hard for anyone to breathe properly. Each of these individuals is at the Late stage of the Holy realm and is the leading figure of their respective Halls.

They’re all famous experts that are known throughout the Mortal Desolate World.

Currently, the majority of these people’s expressions were humble and the look in their eyes showed nothing but respect for the elegant woman seated upon the jade throne.

Her youthful appearance would suggest she was fifteen to sixteen years old but in the world of cultivation, appearance can be deceiving. She dressed conservatively in a light green dress that hid her figure. Even her neck was almost fully covered by a long buttoned collar. The dress loosely hangs down the throne but the people below can see a hint of her flawless bare feet.

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After taking a peek, they respectfully looked away, all except one man. He looked at the woman intensely without hiding his gaze. If one looked deeply into his eyes, a faint lustful desire can be seen.

“Sect Master, many factions have contacted us about the appearance of the Universal Will.”

A bald muscular man, who was shirtless, proudly displaying his thick chest, opened his mouth and spoke. His bronze skin glimmered in the light.

An aged woman with deep wrinkles using a cane to support herself sighed and said, “They look to us for an answer, but it’s not as if we’re omniscient. We’re also not sure what happened.”

“Hall Master Fu, have you discovered any abnormality around Mortal Desolate?”

A middle-aged man, giving off a strong medicinal scent, upon hearing the question directed at him shook his head.

“The disciples doing missions outside reported nothing unusual.”

“…”

As silence enveloped the room, a gruff voice spoke up.

“Hall Master Dongwu, what do you know about this?”

A man with a thick stubble beard in tight red combat clothes asked. He had an experienced and hardened aura. The numerous hair-raising scars seen throughout his body would suggest he has lived through countless perilous battles.

“I am as clueless as all of you.”

Withdrawing his intense gaze from the woman sitting on the jade throne, Hall Master Dongwu indifferently replied.

Compared to all the people here, other than the woman in the light green dress, this man looked quite young. He appears to be in his thirties and his skin was smooth and clear. His head was shaved, showing his clear scalp but even from the short length, it was obvious he had green hair.

“…”

The heavily scarred man looked at Hall Master Dongwu with a deep gaze.

Seeing the rising tension in the room, the woman on the jade throne finally spoke up, her voice was clear and smooth, “For now, let all the Sects and Clans know that the appearance of the Universal Will has no connection to the formation. The Ancestor remains watching it and there has been no change.”

The bald muscular man understood and nodded. No matter what agitated the Universal Will, it had nothing to do with the formation being watched by the Arcane Mountain. This alone should reassure those Factions to a degree.

Hall Master Dongwu quietly stood to the side. His expression was indifferent but his eyes imperceptibly flickered upon hearing this. Even the heavily scarred man, who was still watching him, did not notice this.

“Sect Master, is it possible for the Ancestor to perform divination?” Asked the middle-aged man, Hall Master Fu

The woman on the throne shook her head, “Impossible, this involves the Universal Will.”

She continued, “Since there is no spatial tear in the sky, this shouldn’t have anything to do with the Upper World. And as I said before, there’s also no movement from that formation so this shouldn’t have anything to do with them. Since the two major threat to us is not involved, we should just carry on as usual.”

“Hall Master Zeng, what is the situation at Solitude City?”

The heavily scarred man respectfully replied, “The Island lord, Lin Guyi has suspended the All Desolate Competition and is awaiting our reply.”

“The woman nodded, “Since Yueyin is there, just have her notify him.”

“If there’s nothing else then you’re all free to leave.”

Everyone nodded and made their way toward the door. The heavily scarred man, Hall Master Zeng looked hesitant but after seeing the Sect Master subtly shaking her head, he said nothing and left.

Seeing their distant figures, the gaze of the young woman on the throne moved to a certain individual, and her eyes slightly squinted