At this moment, inside the Hale family's meeting hall, the geniuses and elders were all present.
After a year of peace, the Saint Lord suddenly wanted to activate the grand formation.
The crowd had no idea why, but since the Saint Lord was doing this, he must have his reasons. Thus, no one opened their mouths to question him first, choosing instead to wait in silence.
Alex sat at the head seat, his gaze swept around the room, and seeing that everyone was present, he spoke. "Everyone, there is a matter I must tell you."
"Please speak clearly, Saint Lord." Cedric cupped his hands, looking incomparably respectful.
"The torrential rain outside the Hale family's western border is an anomaly of heaven and earth." Alex said indifferently.
"An anomaly usually signifies the descent of a secret realm. However, that place is not a secret realm."
Everyone present revealed a look of astonishment, not a secret realm? Then what else could it be?
