"You even dared to capture Rulai's disciple. Let's see how you plan to clean up this mess!"
Old Ancestor Nether River leaped out of the fray, sheathed his sword, and stopped fighting.
In Nether River's eyes, Zhenyuanzi had clearly gone mad. Quasi-Sages were powerful, lording over their domains and reigning as kings and ancestors. But that depended on whom they were compared with!
Below Saints, Quasi-Sages naturally reigned supreme. But no matter how formidable a Quasi-Sage was, he would not dare provoke a Saint!
Zhenyuanzi had even dared to seize Rulai's disciple. He had gone insane!
Old Ancestor Nether River had no confidence in fighting a madman.
"Huh? Wait!"
Old Ancestor Nether River suddenly recalled the rumors of a Hong Yun successor appearing at Two Realms Pass. Could it be...
"Golden Cicada Child is Hong Yun's successor?"
As the thought arose, Nether River suddenly understood. No wonder Zhenyuanzi had gone so crazy. No wonder he had dared to capture even a Saint's disciple. So that was what had happened?
Rulai was quite calculating as well. Taking Hong Yun's successor as his disciple, he was clearly setting his sights on the "Primordial Violet Qi."
The "Primordial Violet Qi" was the foundation for becoming a Saint. Saints no longer needed it, of course. But if another Saint emerged from their lineage, they would gain every advantage. One had to know that even Saints had disputes among themselves.
The Hong Huang world was neither particularly vast nor particularly small. The eight Saints were evenly matched and restrained one another. If one sect had two Saints, it would hold every advantage.
At that moment, Old Ancestor Nether River completed his own mental fabrication and figured out all the "truth."
But... why had Zhenyuanzi captured Great Sorrow? What was he plotting now?
Great Sorrow was