The moment those words were spoken, if there truly was a mole among this group, hearing them would make their heart skip a beat and fear begin to creep in.
However, White Wind was no ordinary mole. It was not one of the Star Mystic Line's own people at all, so it merely sneered inwardly. Whatever expression everyone else wore, "North Suppressing Star King" wore the same.
"Cult Master, these are all the core bloodlines of my Star Mystic Line," Left Tomb King said.
"I know." The Cult Master nodded.
With that, the two said no more. Next, the Cult Master would take over Sword Mountain. Left Tomb King could only lead the Star Mystic Line's experts away first.
After leaving the Tomb God Vessel, Left Tomb King swept his gaze over everyone.
"Line Master, how could we possibly betray the Star Mystic Line?!"
"Exactly! We all know each other inside out. In all of Xuanting, who could possibly make us abandon our faith in our bloodline? That is simply impossible!"
"Could the Cult Master be trying to sow discord, making our Star Mystic Line suffer one calamity atop another and reap what we have sown?"
As experts of the Star Mystic Line, they knew one another well. Even the "North Suppressing Star King" drew no suspicion, because the real North Suppressing Star King had always been a fanatical supporter of the Star Mystic Line. He truly could not possibly betray them.
The words "sow discord" clearly resonated with everyone, and they also served as an excuse for the dozen or so of them to clear themselves of suspicion.
"Let's not talk about that for now," Left Tomb King said. "Find the people first!"
No outsider could see what kind of blow this failure had dealt him. Thinking of Left