Chapter 207: The Grand Mystical Sect Competition
Late at night.
A dark red silhouette appeared silently atop the tower, watching the man tending a pill furnace below with a teasing grin.
“Night Abyss, do you know what your little disciple said to me today?”
The man across the room didn’t reply, acting as though he hadn’t seen him at all. He simply turned and pushed a tray of freshly shaped cookies into the furnace.
Eryun didn’t mind. He conjured a chair, sat down lazily, propping his chin on one hand as he continued to talk to himself.
“We all know the immortal realm gets restless every now and then, and every time that happens, the mortal realm suffers the fallout. Even I can’t do much about it. But your little disciple—oh, she wants to fix the entire Three Realms problem from the root!” His voice carried a hint of laughter. “Night Abyss, you’ve really taken in quite the disciple this time. Even my underworld is starting to get a little tempted.”
Night Abyss’s hand stilled. His gaze turned icy in an instant.
The temperature on the tower dropped sharply. Frost spread outward with a hiss; shards of ice formed in midair, and even the flames of the furnace went out with a sudden sizzle.
“Whoa, whoa, easy there!” Eryun yelped, springing up just in time. His form blurred into a puff of black smoke, barely avoiding being frozen solid.