Darryl’s brain was buzzing; he was completely dumbfounded.
If Darryl did not have three scars on his face, that man next to Zhang Jue would look exactly like him. They were like twins. It was hard to tell the real Darryl from the fake one!
While Darryl was shocked, everyone in the main hall had their eyes locked on the fake Darryl, especially Diana and Donna. They were delighted to see Darryl.
Finally, Zhang Jue looked around and said with a smile, "Everyone, please forgive me for this sudden visit. We’re here because we have something important for Empress Chang Er to see!"
Diana, Alan and the other Altar Masters exchanged looks with each other.
Then, Alan took a step forward and said to Zhang Jue, "The Empress has long been devoted to cultivating in seclusion and is no longer involved in worldly affairs. Besides, you must first get the Sect Master’s approval to see the Empress. We’re sorry that our Sect Master is currently cultivating in seclusion!"
Zhang Jue had a hint of dissatisfaction on his face as he looked at Alan closely in an imposing manner. “From the way you’re speaking, I’m guessing you’re the Ryukin Gold Altar Master.”
Zhang Jue's aura was too strong and Alan could not help taking a deep breath as he held his hands together. "Yes, I am–"
Zhang Jue interrupted Alan before he could finish what he was saying. "In the past three years, the Raksasa Tribe appears to be calm, but in fact, they are secretly planning something and they have never given up on invading The Nine Continents."
Zhang Jue said slowly and solemnly, "Moreover, many mysterious forces have emerged in The Nine Continents over the years which has complicated the situation. In this case, we need a reputable person to preside over The Nine Continents and maintain the peace we enjoy today. Chang Er is an ideal candidate!"
Everyone from the Holy Saint Sect fell silent.
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