Originally, the Cloth-robed Elder had no intention of meddling in these trivial matters, but upon careful consideration, he felt it was still inappropriate.
Minor conflicts could be overlooked, but the real concern was that if left unchecked, the people below might develop irreconcilable differences, leading to a full-scale war.
At this critical juncture, such internal strife was something they could no longer afford.
On the contrary, everyone needed to unite and prepare for the impending calamities that might arise in the future.
"Huang Zhen, Chen Xian, the two of you should return and resolve this matter!" Elder Zhen spoke up.
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhen and Chen Xian stepped forward simultaneously.
One hailed from the Array Realm, while the other was from the Desolate Realm.
Though their strength and seniority were not on par with Elder Zhen's, the fact that they stood here was proof enough of their status.
Anyone from the Array Realm or the Desolate Realm who saw them would respectfully address them as "Ancestors."
"Indeed, we can't simply go back and issue a command, can we?" Chen Xian also frowned. "Even if we manage to stop their fighting, it won't address the root of the problem!"
Hearing this, Elder Zhen's expression darkened.
Their status was indeed high, and a single command might make others obey.
But that would only be a temporary fix, not a permanent solution.
Only by finding the right opportunity and having them mediate could the root of the problem be addressed, truly resolving the conflict between the two realms.
"Ah, it's our fault for not being able to spare the effort earlier, leading to this situation," the Cloth-robed Elder said with regret.
Seeing this, Huang Zhen and Chen Xian fell silent for a moment before looking up at the Cloth-robed Elder and saying, "Forget it, Elder Zhen. Don't trouble yourself with this. Leave the matters of the Desolate Realm and the Array Realm to us. We'll do our best to find a solution!"
Elder Zhen glanced around and let out a deep sigh, reluctantly nodding. "In that case, I'll have to trouble you. Don't delay—set off as soon as possible!"
The two dared not waste any time, eager to resolve the issue and return quickly. After all, with each person missing from here, the burden on the others grew heavier.
The two transformed into streaks of light and vanished, heading toward the Array Realm and the Desolate Realm.
However, just moments after they left, an unexpected event occurred.
Among the seated elders, one of them suddenly had his hair stand on end, and his aura surged violently into the sky.
Seeing this, everyone, including Elder Zhen, turned grim, their voices filled with concern as they called out.
"Strike! Strike me down now, kill me!"
In the sky, Elder Yun roared.
As he spoke, his eyes turned blood-red, and a dark mist began to spread across his body. Black runes crawled over his skin, creating an eerie and sinister sight. 𝑅𝘈Ｎ𝔬𝐁ƐS̈
"No, I can save you!"
Elder Zhen's eyes reddened as he shouted, unwilling to give up, and rushed into the sky.
Elder Yun, his eyes crimson and face twisted in agony, struggled to shout, "I'm telling you clearly, I can only hold on for ten more breaths. After that, you know better than I what will happen!"
Hearing this, Elder Zhen clenched his fists tightly, his face ashen.
"What are you waiting for? Do it!"
In the sky, as the black aura grew thicker, Elder Yun roared once more.
Elder Zhen gritted his teeth.
A celestial sword flew out from his sleeve.
Elder Yun, now shrouded in black light, actually lunged toward the sword himself.
"Remember, you must find powerful individuals to help us, or else..."
Before Elder Yun could finish, the celestial sword pierced through his vital point.
The overwhelming black aura dissipated instantly, and Elder Yun's lifeless body fell from the sky.