Xuanji Immortal Realm, the main altar of Xuanji Star Palace.

On one side of the grand array, the Sect Master Yan Qinyang stared coldly at the gray-robed man in front of him, with a hint of fire flickering in his eyes. As for the surrounding high-level elders, each of them had an unfriendly expression.

"What do you mean by this?" After a long time, Yan Qinyang questioned in a gloomy tone.

The gray-robed man looked visibly embarrassed, his voice hesitant. "Perhaps... it was Luo Huan's fault. Should we continue to wait?"