Chapter 1 Disagreement
Phantom Illusion Continent, this is a world where magic powers are practiced.

On a mountain that stretches for thousands of miles, there are a variety of undulating houses, with towers and pavilions, exquisite and charming.

At this moment, a group of people were sitting in a magnificent palace on the mountain, with a trace of indescribable depression on their faces.

Everyone stared at an empty space in the middle above, wondering what they were thinking.

"The suzerain has arrived" a cold and indifferent voice sounded, and everyone in the hall immediately sat upright, without squinting, looking at the position of the gate.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a long red dress came over. The skirt was neat and clean. As the woman took steps, the waves of the skirt were like flying red flower waves.

The woman was wearing a long red dress, and she was only in her 20s by visual estimation. Her face was not stunning, but coupled with her temperament, it was hard for people to look away.

She walked slowly, glanced at everyone present, and headed towards the middle position. Her eyes were turbulent, and her face was not suitable for her age and mature, as well as faint vicissitudes and indifference that penetrated people's hearts.

"I'll wait to see the suzerain, congratulations to the suzerain for leaving the customs" Those present were either middle-aged men, or older men and women who stood up one after another, saluting respectfully to the woman.

The woman flicked her sleeves slightly, and stood on the high platform in front of her, "You don't have to be polite, just sit down."

The voice was cold, but a hint of warmth could still be heard faintly, but maybe no one noticed.

At this time, an empty space on the woman's left caught her attention.

The woman frowned, "Where's the master, why didn't you see him?" It wasn't someone who informed her that the master had something to discuss with her, so she hurried out of the pass, suppressing the spiritual power to break through.

A dark light flashed in the eyes of everyone, but the woman couldn't notice it because of the moment she frowned.

"Linlin accidentally suffered a serious injury during the practice yesterday, and her life is not out of danger. The elder Taishang should be taking care of his granddaughter at this moment."

The woman nodded, "I'll go and have a look after I meet the suzerain, Mo Liang, you send some pills to have a look first, the suzerain will be there later" the woman told the man behind her.

The man frowned, as if he was unwilling to leave, "Yes, Lord Sovereign" Feeling the breath of the woman, the man left anyway.

At this time, a maid took a cup of tea and put it in the woman's hand, and slowly stepped back.

"The Supreme Elder is not here, who of you told this suzerain, what is the reason for calling me to leave the customs in such a hurry?" The woman squinted her eyes, her face was full of coldness, and a sharp breath enveloped everyone's heads immediately.

But at this moment, the teacup next to it emits a faint light white hot air, because of the woman's breath, it flows faster.

The eyes of an old man flickered, "Sovereign, do you agree with our decision to open the mountain?".

"There is no negotiation! We cultivators should not participate in power struggles between countries. Have you forgotten the clan rules?".

Before the old man finished speaking, the woman refused straight away. It was impossible. When the master died, he said that their sect is one of the three major sects, and they must remain independent. Forces come and go.

"However, according to the information received by my subordinates, Mingzong seems to have cooperated with Zhou Guo and is ready to support Zhou Guo, us."

Hearing what the woman said, some people, including the old man, agreed and some disagreed, frowning and waiting for the woman's decision.

(End of this chapter)

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