In the headquarters of the Divine Sect.
Elder Read and Elder Orlando of the Divine Sect were standing in front of an ancient altar.
Standing on the altar was a person filled with rage. He gave off a brilliant light that was as glorious as that of a god.
"Damn it! You lost the Heavenly Majestic Pot?! How stupid of you!
Although the pot is of little use to us now, it's still a gift passed on from our ancestors. It's precious.
If news has gotten out that the pot's missing, it will damage the reputation of the Divine Sect!"
The person scolded the two elders in anger.
"Sir, please forgive us!"
The two elders knelt on the ground trembling in fear. They begged for their leader's mercy.
"All right. I will not look into this matter and punish you furthermore. Besides, the pot has always thought highly of itself. Not once has it shown me respect nor heeded my orders. Since it is lost, I don't have to worry about it anymore. I don't want to spend any more time and energy on it.
But we can't afford to ignore Princess Gracie. She is very important for us," said the person on the altar to his underlings.
He started to calm down as his anger eventually subsided.
"I didn't expect that there would be a wisp of Peterson the Taoist Ancestor's spiritual soul in this inferior universe.
This is evidence that Peterson the Taoist Ancestor really did exist in this universe.
Then again, it is only a fragment of his soul. What harm could that soul fragment do? These is no need to get worried.
I'm going to the Space Sect to borrow the Space Ship. With that, I can teleport our smart cultivators to the inferior universe."
The sect leader said after some pondering.
"The Space Ship of the Space Sect?!"
The two elders were both surprised and delighted at the same time when they heard their leader's words.
The Space Sect was a large sect that specialized in the cultivation of the power of time and space.
Most of the cultivation methods and martial arts skill of the Space Sect contained the power of both time and space.
The Space Sect was known for a particular magic treasure—the Space Ship. This treasure was able to enter all kinds of universe, regardless of its size, and was very convenient for time-space travels.
Immediately after the leader of the Divine Sect finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
Although the sect leader had already left, neither of the two elders dared to leave.
They waited in front of the altar for their leader to come back.
About an hour later, the air on the altar stirred and a brilliant light flashed before their eyes.
The Divine Sect's leader appeared.
"I have borrowed the Space Ship. But the problem is I can only teleport cultivators whose cultivation bases are, at best, one level higher than yours.
This is stipulated on the Ancient Peace Agreement. If we violate this and are found guilty for it, the Divine Sect will face trouble that even we cannot deal with,"
the sect leader told the two elders.
After uttering his words, the sect leader vanished again from the altar.
"That's fantastic! The sect leader must have sent the Golden Immortal Realm masters!"
The two elders looked at each other joyfully. They suddenly felt excited for what would come.
In a distant universe, seven men were flying towards their destination. They all glowed with blazing lights and seemed as if they were as cold as ice.
They were flying to this universe on a small yellow boat.
The yellow boat passed through space one after another. It traveled at an astonishing speed through the void.
"I can't understand our sect leader! I wonder what's going on in his mind! That universe is very weak yet he sent us there for a mission! Several genuine immortals alone are enough to destroy that universe.
All of us are golden immortals. The leader wants us to kill those weak creatures in that universe! Don't you think it's just overkill?"
A sturdy man shook his head in dismay.
"Stop complaining, dude. The leader must have his reasons to send us there.
Let's just do as he says. We can take this mission as a journey. We'll have fun."
Another man consoled his companions.
"Humph! Since I have no choice than to go to that shabby universe, I'll just slaughter every creature living in it. They have no rights to live anymore!
I will turn their home into a deserted wasteland."
The sturdy man snorted coldly, looking ready for a fight to vent out his anger.
"Ha-ha!
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