C1110 Extremely Pressured

In the Pure Land Immortal World, within the Myriad Laws Immortal Academy, Ye Zhiqiu paced the great hall with mounting anxiety. Situ Ju, Ou Yezhang, and others sat in silence behind him, some nervously rubbing their palms, others tapping their feet with restless anticipation.

"High Holiness, Lord!" Situ Ju's brow was furrowed so deeply it seemed to twist into knots. "The Palace Lord..