章 950: Alliance’s True Son

The night pearl small world was completely empty of cultivators but for one spot. Everywhere else, only the birds and beasts roamed around the land. 

All the cultivators had gathered around a certain forest. The factions of the four emperors had chosen to make camps in four different directions, as far away from one another as possible. The other cultivators in the area, a whole three thousand of them, had gathered at a spot beyond them.

Regardless of whether it was the Nine Palaces and the taoists, or Yin Manor and Buddha Clan, quarrels frequently broke out between their disciples soon after they established their base camps. Often, when the quarrel commenced, the leader of each faction would summon their disciples within the palace hall for a time. 

During that time, no quarrels broke out between the disciples of the four emperor factions, and they only looked at the disciples of other factions from the corner of their eyes as they coldly snorted.