"The Myriad Sects War Hall is so huge—how could I find you so quickly? The moment I heard that your Ten Wings Ancient Sect people had been humiliated terribly, I came looking for you at once. Still, it is fortunate that this bunch of arrogant little brats ran into Ghost Owl. With his temperament, even if he knew nothing of the grudges involved, he would still torture his opponents miserably. That is more than enough to vent your anger for you," Ghost Ash said with a smile.
Neither of them answered Li Dixiao's question, yet they had already answered it from the side.
So, the Ten Wings Ancient Sect and the Nine-Colored Blood Sect were in cahoots as well!
Upon realizing this, aside from Ji Xuanjian, the elders of every sect to which the "Five Good Youths" belonged broke out in a cold sweat.
"Fellow cultivators of the Nine-Colored Blood Sect, I believe this is a misunderstanding. After all, we ultimately did not eliminate any of your people, and the final way this was handled was merely the choice of these young people," Li Xuanyin said, sweat pouring down his face as he cupped his hands toward Ghost Ash.
"A misunderstanding? I do not think there is any misunderstanding at all." Ghost Ash held Zhao Hongyuan in his arms and sneered. "Your disciples are quite capable. They can defeat people from the Ten Wings Ancient Sect, and our people can defeat yours. That is all perfectly fair and reasonable."
"These are all your own principles. We are simply returning them to you now," Zhao Hongyuan sneered as well.
"Since opposing us was your choice, then your Li Heavenly Emperor Sect, along with those few other monkey-and-dog sects, had better prepare to bear the consequences. In the Myriad Sects Imperial War,