Grand Empyrean Dao Yi was wearing a simple daoist robe, and he smiled as he walked out. He looked at Wang Lin, who was outside the 12th palace.

Wang Lin’s expression was calm, and he also looked at Grand Empyrean Dao Yi. He also pondered a bit before he clasped his hands.

“I remember. If I pass the ninth palace, Grand Empyrean Dao Yi will come to recruit me again.”

“This matter is not urgent. Little Friend Wang Lin can first attempt the 12th palace.” Grand Empyrean Dao Yi smiled and looked at Grand Empyrean Wu Feng, who was not far away.

Their gazes collided and seemed to solidify.

This was seen by all the cultivators present. The Empyrean Exalts all had strange gazes in their eyes. Aside from Ascendant Empyrean Ming Dao, this was the second time they had seen Grand Empyreans fight over someone!

Grand Empyrean Wu Feng revealed a flash of coldness and slowly said, “Dao Yi, I have my sights on his child. Don’t fight with me!”

Grand Empyrean Dao Yi smiled and sent out a divine sense message....