And then there was that brat called Lin Xuan. The moment Huitong thought of him, he gnashed his teeth. He wanted revenge. He would find those fellows, draw out their souls and refine their spirits, leaving them unable to beg for life or plead for death.
Yet he had gained nothing. Xiahou Lan, and Lin Xuan as well, seemed to have vanished from this realm. Those two cunning fellows were most likely afraid of his retaliation, and so had quietly hidden themselves away in wild mountains and great marshes.
With that, finding them was naturally extremely difficult—at least not something that could be done in a short while. And after the events in Xuanyuan City, all of Cloud Province was in turmoil. As one of the two Supreme Elders of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, it was not convenient for him to roam outside for years on end.
Thus, he had prepared to return to his sect. Who would have thought that while passing through this place, he would just happen to see the Ji Clan and Thousand Shadows Sect fighting?
The Thousand Shadows Sect was an outer force of his sect, but with his status, he naturally would not interfere in such an insignificant matter.
Yet, by sheer coincidence, there was a woman on the field who was actually at Nascent Soul Late Stage, and he happened to know her.
Strictly speaking, they had met once. This Palace-Robed Woman named Ji Yueru was an important figure of Horizon Sea Pavilion.
With that, Huitong was no longer prepared to leave.
First, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and Horizon Sea Pavilion were already like fire and water. What slight incense-fire affection there had been between them had long since been cast aside by both sides; they were only one step short