The Die is Cast

An urgent order was issued.

After waiting for seven days, there was still no sign of Zhao Gu.

Nearly a month had passed, and Zhao Gu had completely lost contact. This made everyone uneasy, and they began to speculate about what might have happened.

"Could something have happened to Zhao Gu?" someone speculated. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed to send even a single message!"

"Are you overthinking it?"

Another person couldn't help but retort, "A remote place like the Nine Realms couldn't possibly pose any threat to Zhao Gu. Even if everyone in the Nine Realms joined forces, they wouldn't be able to harm him!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Many of them had already traveled through the Nine Realms and were well aware of the level of power there.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that even if everyone in the Nine Realms combined their strength, they still couldn't touch Zhao Gu. The difference in power between them was simply too vast.

"Could there be some dangerous place in the Nine Realms that trapped Zhao Gu, preventing him from escaping?" another person speculated.

"That's also unlikely."

Everyone shook their heads. "Since this is a place for nurturing yang energy, its level is already determined. It's unlikely to have any extremely dangerous areas that could render Zhao Gu helpless."

"Perhaps he simply chose not to respond?"

This speculation gained some traction among the group.

After all, everyone knew that Zhao Gu and Bai Jun didn't get along. In fact, Zhao Gu openly defied Bai Jun, so it seemed more plausible that he was deliberately ignoring him.

Of course, many of them also harbored some resentment toward Bai Jun. They had all come from major factions, with similar backgrounds and strengths, so why should Bai Jun be the one in charge?

However, as long as their interests weren't directly threatened, they wouldn't openly confront Bai Jun.

"Let's set up the teleportation array!"

Bai Jun made no comment regarding Zhao Gu's disappearance and instead directly issued the order.

The spirit ship.

It soared through the sky at breakneck speed.

Everywhere it passed, chaos ensued.

For the Nine Realms, and especially for the factions and individuals of the Immortal Realm, this event was undoubtedly a massive upheaval.

The spirit ship eventually came to a halt at the very center of the Immortal Realm.

"Let's begin immediately."

Bai Jun spoke indifferently, then descended to the ground and took his position at the very center.

"He really thinks highly of himself."

A tall, alluring woman clad in black armor crossed her arms, her red lips curling into a disdainful sneer.

"Keep your comments to yourself."

Another woman beside her whispered, "Before we left, the elders of our respective sects instructed us to follow his lead. Let's just do as we're told. It's not like we're losing anything."

"Hmph!"

The alluring woman let out a cold snort but eventually followed the others as they descended to their designated positions.

Before long, with Bai Jun at the center, everyone had formed a circular formation.

At the same time, each of them held a red talisman in their hands.

"I know many of you dislike me, and I don't mind. However, I must remind you."

"When it comes to the task at hand, give it your all. Don't let your personal feelings ruin the mission."

After saying this, he glanced at everyone with an expressionless face, then channeled his dense spiritual energy into the talisman in his hand. A beam of light instantly shot into the sky.

Many of them wore unpleasant expressions, but they didn't dare delay. They all activated their talismans in unison.

In an instant, countless beams of light shot into the sky, converging with Bai Jun's beam to form a massive runic symbol in the heavens.

Then, the runic symbol transformed in a mysterious manner, forcefully tearing a terrifying rift in the azure sky.

The rift was bottomless, and its destination was unknown.

Beneath the rift, Bai Jun slightly raised his head.

"Alright, everyone can go about their business now. In about half a month, the people from the other side should be able to teleport over."

Without waiting for a response, Bai Jun returned to the spirit ship, sat down, and began brewing tea.

Far away, near the boundary of the formation.

Elder Zhen and the others looked up at the rift in the sky and shook their heads, their expressions filled with indescribable complexity.

"What's done is done."

"No one knows what the future holds."

"I just hope I won't become the great sinner of the Nine Realms."