Wang Qingshan's brows furrowed. Ever since he had reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, no one had spoken to him with such an attitude.
Sun Feng's attitude also made the immense gap between the Mystic Sun World and the Lower Realm clear. Strength determined everything. If Sun Feng had not possessed formidable strength, he would not have spoken to Wang Qingshan in such a manner.
"What about the Taiyang Sect?"
Wang Qingshan frowned. For the sake of ascending smoothly to the Mystic Sun World, he could tolerate Sun Feng's unpleasant attitude.
"The Bloodshadow Clan should know that we've entered the Lower Realm, and they've already withdrawn their forces. Destroying the Taiyang Sect won't bring us much benefit. It would be better for the Taiyang Sect to dismiss its disciples and scatter them across various places. You'll join us in attacking the Bloodshadow Clan's lair. We've already contacted three Deity Transformation Cultivators, and they all agreed. We'll charge straight into the enemy's heart and settle everything in one battle."
Sun Feng spoke in a deep voice, his tone stern.
There were already six Deity Transformation Cultivators. With Wang Qingshan added, there would be seven. Seven against five—the advantage was absolute.
"Very well. I'll give Young Friend Yang a few instructions, then leave with Daoist Sun."
Wang Qingshan agreed. He also wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible and head to the Mystic Sun World.
He summoned Yang Hongji, gave him a few instructions, and then left Golden Turtle Island with Sun Feng.
Yang Hongji dismissed the sect's disciples and scattered them across several locations to prevent the Bloodshadow Clan from wiping them out in one fell swoop.
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Qianyang Island, Zhao Family.
In a secluded courtyard with blue-tiled roofs, Li Muyun sat inside a stone pavilion. He held a Cyan