Along the way, Sharjah and the others had indeed obtained many treasures from the Sky Expanse Sect. However, they still hadn't seen the Talisman Array Master's inheritance, which was the greatest treasure of the Sky Expanse Sect.
Sharjah guessed that the Talisman Array Master's inheritance, which was the foundation of the Sky Expanse Sect, must be in the Central Great Hall.
The Talisman Array Master's inheritance was the most coveted treasure of the Sky Expanse Sect. In other words, all the other treasures of the Sky Expanse Sect added together couldn't compare to the Talisman Array Master's inheritance. This was the true foundation of the Sky Expanse Sect.
Right now, the true foundation of the Sky Expanse Sect, the Talisman Array Master's inheritance from ancient times, was right in front of Sharjah and the others.
Sharjah's eyes flashed with unconcealable excitement, but other than that, there was also a strong desire to battle.
This was the final step, and they were only one step away from the true foundation of the Sky Expanse Sect. Sharjah was also very clear that the battle with the Night Ghost Pavilion and Liwang Sect's Chosen was about to begin.
Sharjah's guess was right. At the bottom of the other two stone steps leading to the Central Great Hall, the Night Ghost Pavilion and Liwang Sect's Chosen had also arrived. The Chosen of the three quasi-sage sects had all gathered in the Central Great Hall of the Sky Expanse Sect. Only Xiao Chen's group hadn't arrived yet, but they weren't far away.
Sharjah quickly reined in the excitement in his eyes. He knew that the outcome of this battle was still uncertain. After all, the Holy Sons of the Night Ghost Pavilion and the Power King Sect were not easy to deal with. Everything was still unknown.
"Let's go." Sharjah, Ke Suo, and Jia Lingya, the three Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, led the group of people from the Supreme Deity Sect up the stone steps.
At the final juncture, Sharjah, Ke Suo, and Jia Lingya's expressions turned grave.
At the same time, the Night Ghost Pavilion and Liwang Sect's group also started climbing the stone steps from the other two directions.
The stone steps were not long, and they did not encounter any obstructions. Therefore, after a short dozen breaths, the Saint Sons and Prospective Saint Sons of the three major quasi-saint sects arrived at the central hall. At the same time, they finally met.
Almost at the same time, they stepped onto the stone steps and arrived outside the central main hall. At this moment, the doors of the central main hall were tightly shut, and in the huge square outside the main hall, the various saints of the three quasi-sage sects met.
The Night Ghost Pavilion and Liwang Sect had already formed an alliance, so when they met, they naturally walked together. They looked at Sharjah and the people from the Supreme Deity Sect with cold smiles.
On the other hand, Sharjah did not react at first when he saw the Night Ghost Pavilion and Power King Sect members, but when he realized that the Sacred Palace members were nowhere to be seen, his expression darkened slightly.
Xiao Chen and the others were not here. Sharjah did not think that the Supreme Deity Sect alone could deal with the Night Ghost Pavilion and Liwang Sect. That was simply impossible.
Moreover, when he looked in the direction of the Night Ghost Pavilion and saw the leader of the group, Sharjah's eyes unconsciously revealed a trace of unconcealable fear.
This time, the Night Ghost Pavilion had sent a total of two Saints. One was a young man, and the other was a little girl who looked to be about eight or nine years old. The young man was clearly the leader of the two.
He looked at the leading Holy Son of the Night Ghost Pavilion. Even though his skin was pale and his body was thin like the other Ghost Race members, for some reason, he gave off a different vibe than the other Ghost Race members.
In the eyes of the human race, the ghost race had always looked sinister and terrifying. They were as pale as paper and skinny as bones. This was the most direct description of the ghost race.
However, the Holy Son of the Night Ghost Pavilion, who was the leader of the Night Ghost Pavilion, was from the Ghost Clan, but he gave off a devilishly handsome vibe. His demonic aura was enough to charm many human girls.
It was hard to imagine that a ghost could be associated with the word 'handsome'.
However, Sharjah's fear of this person was not because of his handsomeness or demonic aura. It was all because of the name 'Mo Xie'.
Mo Xie, the first Chosen of the Night Ghost Pavilion. The ghost in front of him was Mo Xie, the first Chosen of the Night Ghost Pavilion.
If the Chosen of the North Star Boundary were to be divided into three levels based on their strength, then there was a total of three levels.
The difference between the third level and the second level was the greatest. This was because the Chosen of a saint-level sect could only be considered a third-level Chosen, while the Chosen of a quasi-sage sect could be considered a second-level Chosen.
The difference between the two levels was huge. This was not difficult to see from the fact that Xiao Chen could easily kill the Chosen of a saint-level sect.
If the Chosen of a quasi-sage sect could be considered a second-level Chosen, then who was the first-level Chosen? It was the first Chosen of the various quasi-sage sects.
To put it bluntly, if the Chosen of a quasi-sage sect stood at the pinnacle of the younger generation in the North Star Boundary, then the first Chosen of a quasi-sage sect like Mo Xie stood at the pinnacle of the pinnacle.
Although they were both Chosen of a quasi-sage sect, the difference between the first and second Chosen was not only in terms of status, but also in terms of strength.
The first Chosen was the symbol of a sect and was the object of worship of all the disciples.
Sharjah had not expected that the Night Ghost Pavilion would actually send Mo Xie. When he saw the first Chosen of the Night Ghost Pavilion, Sharjah's heart sank.
Although Sharjah was the second Holy Son of the Supreme Deity Sect, in the entire Supreme Deity Sect, the only person who dared to say that he could fight evenly with Mo Xie was the first Holy Son of the Supreme Deity Sect, Baishi Yi, who was on par with Mo Xie in terms of both status and strength.
Mo Xie's appearance, coupled with the disappearance of Xiao Chen and the others from the Sacred Palace, made Sharjah's heart sink.
At the same time, Ke Suo, who was beside Sharjah, was also sizing up the people sent by the Night Ghost Pavilion and the Liwang Sect.
Ke Suo naturally did not care about the Prospective Chosen. Instead, he was observing the people at the Chosen level.
The Night Ghost Pavilion had sent out two Holy Sons. One of them was the first Holy Son, Mo Xie. The other was a cute little girl who looked to be about eight or nine years old. Her name was Gu Changle, and she was the fifth Holy Son of the Night Ghost Pavilion.
As for the Liwang Sect, they had sent a total of three Chosen. They were the second Chosen, Wang Zhong, the fourth Chosen, Li Cheng, and the fifth Chosen, Cang Wang.
The two quasi-sage sects had a total of five Chosen. After the two sides met, it was obvious that the three Chosen of the Liwang Sect, including Wang Zhong, were subtly led by Mo Xie. Although they did not completely obey Mo Xie, as the first Chosen of the Night Ghost Pavilion, Wang Zhong and the others were obviously wary of him. Therefore, they naturally gave him the authority to lead.
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