Netherworld, Great Universe.

A temple that seemed to reside at the pinnacle of the universe, with dozens of figures sitting together.

This was originally the core council of an Overlord Level civilization in the Great Universe, but now it has been forcibly taken over by the Transcendence Forces from the Sea of Realms, serving as a temporary base and meeting place.

Someone suddenly lifted their head, glanced at a certain direction of the Great Universe, their eyes showing a strange color.

"Why have Xu Duo from the Heavenly Cutting Sect and Venerable Mo Die from the Heavenly Prison Palace started fighting?"

Fluctuations of a battle at the Supreme Rank were transmitted from the depths of the universe.

Although the Great Universe is vast and boundless, the aftermath of such beings' battles, the True Saints present naturally felt the sensing.

Desireless True Saint from the Pantheon said indifferently, "Taoist Friends from the Heavenly Prison Palace have always been domineering. Xu Duo, I'm afraid, couldn't stand this Qi and exploded with him."

Some showed worry, some had playful expressions, and others simply looked indifferent, letting the winds and storms within the hall rage as long as they did not burn me.

In the hall, someone mocked, "If the Heavenly Cutting Sect can't even tolerate this much, how could they protect their own Dao Lineage? They would have perished long ago."

Feng Ming glanced around and found that the representative of the Heavenly Cutting Sect here was only one Heavenly Venerable, whose face mixed worry with anger, yet dared not speak due to the origin of the speaker.

Desireless Saint looked at True Saint Tuohai, who outwardly mocked the Heavenly Cutting Sect while actually standing up for the Heavenly Prison Palace, raising his eyebrows:

"A hundred thousand years ago, Profound Ancestor led people to 'beat' open the gates of the Huncheng Palace. Unexpectedly, a hundred thousand years later, Huncheng Palace still actively stands on the side of the Heavenly Prison Palace."

The look in everyone's eyes suddenly became subtle.

Thanks to the "popularization" from the Pantheon, everyone present, even those who have been hidden for a long time and have only recently unsealed their gates, have long known that Profound Ancestor, one of the three culprits of This Shore, is Luo Xuan of the Heavenly Prison Palace.

"Hmph!"

Tuohai snorted coldly, "These are just rumors. When has our Huncheng Palace ever been breached? Desireless, stop talking nonsense!"

Desireless True Saint smiled lightly, "If you say so."

Feng Ming, impatient, said, "How long are you going to talk like this? Have some banter with every few sentences. How many years or months will it take to establish an alliance?"

Tuohai said indifferently, "Without a leader that convinces everyone, no one will submit to anyone else, and this is the current situation. I say we follow tradition and respect the Great Dao Ancestral Land as the leader, which would save some disputes."

Desireless nodded, "The Nether Mansion still has some remnants. I'll find some time to invite them over for a discussion."

"Absurd!" Tuohai lightly scolded, "The Nether Mansion has long been broken by the joint efforts of the Ancestors, how dare they lead our ancestral gates?"

Desireless no longer hid his cold smile, "Then who do you want to suggest? The Heavenly Prison Palace? Clean up your own mess first."

Tuohai's gaze swept over the scene, noticing that most maintained an indifferent attitude, knowing why the Taoist Friends from the Heavenly Prison Palace did not attend personally, instead asking for their help in speaking.

The reckless actions of Luo Xuan over the years have already provoked public anger, causing the various Transcendence Gates to feel disappointed by the inaction of the Heavenly Prison Palace.

Tuohai remained calm. Since the Heavenly Prison Palace could no longer be the "leader," what he had to do next was to muddy the waters—not letting anyone take this position.

Next, no matter how the Pantheon's Desireless tried to reason, Tuohai opposed it vocally.

And there were several others with the same stance as him.

Although the Pantheon has gained recognition from many gates over the years by fighting against This Shore and aiding various gates, they were defeated because the Pantheon's Ancestor Master proved his Dao too late and was considered a junior among the Ancestors.

As a result, some gates that had been hidden for a long time were not very interested in the Pantheon. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In their eyes, even This Shore was nothing more than a mild ailment that would eventually be submerged in the torrent of history; only the Ancestors were truly immortal.

Especially since the Pantheon also had its share of issues.

Before This Shore became a force, the Pantheon annexed many gates, like the Human World Pavilion. Even though they didn't interfere with the major Dao Lineage's heritage, it still attracted resentment from many gates.

Feng Ming looked around, deeply frowned, feeling a sense of anxiety.

He knew very well that at this rate, in ten or a hundred years, the outcome would be the same; there was no way to achieve unity.

How are they supposed to rescue Ji?!

Unfortunately, neither the Void nor Qian Wanqiu has left behind any gate or dojo, especially the Void.

If the Void had passed down a dojo or gate, given his favoritism towards Ji, today's issue would be much easier to resolve.

"Calm down," Konghai privately transmitted a reminder to Feng Ming to suppress his wrathful Qi.

In the hall, their Primordial Palace's situation was similar to the Pantheon, with the Ancestor Master "proven" too late, resulting in the feeling of being a "junior" among the various gates that couldn't speak much.

This place is different from outside; the Transcendence Gates are gathered here, and one at least needs the power level of a Saint King from the Netherworld to have a voice here.

Feng Ming is considered strong at the Supreme Rank, but judging by the recent achievements of that Saint King, there is still quite a gap between the two.

"I'm afraid that with time dragging on, Ji might not hold on," Feng Ming said seriously.

Konghai said calmly, "If the other party harbors malicious intent, Ji wouldn't have made it by the time we go to save him. Your anxiety is pointless."

"Then what do you suggest we do now?"

Konghai surveyed the room, slowly stating, "In fact, there are quite a few forces standing on the side of the Pantheon. It's just that too many gates came this time, and quite a few positions are wavering."

Feng Ming suddenly interrupted, "Even if the Pantheon manages to secure the final leadership position, will they necessarily help us?"