You are a Supreme Realm genius in your sect. However, you were falsely accused by your junior brother who just joined the sect, saying that you practiced magic and harmed your fellow sect members, and wanted to destroy your cultivation. Faced with the obvious favoritism of the beautiful master and the whole sect, you can't even think of an explanation. Without looking, at this moment, tens of thousands of disciples are crowding outside the Xuantian Immortal Sect's Judgment Hall. Discussions are flooding into the hall. You are wearing a moon-white robe and standing in the hall with your hands behind your back. Your fingertips are unconsciously rubbing an ancient jade in your sleeve.
