"Oh!"
Lin Xuan nodded, but a somewhat pensive look appeared on his face. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect had been ambushed; needless to say, that was naturally Yuanyuan and the Five-Colored Fairy's doing. Lin Xuan was not the least bit surprised by that.
What did surprise him, however, was why Wang Tinglou would suddenly help Horizon Sea Pavilion. If he had merely sent out an External Incarnation, that would still be understandable, but to enter Li Soul Valley's main altar alone, with only a single sword—such behavior was rather unimaginable.
Although his might had shaken the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces for a thousand years, and he was known as the number one expert of the Human World, Li Soul Valley, as one of the Seven Great Powers, also possessed extremely deep foundations. Even if its elites had all gone out, the defenses of its main altar would still be extraordinary, absolutely not something to be underestimated in the slightest.
To oppose such a super sect with one man's strength was not called courage. It should be called recklessness and taking a risk.
As an old monster who had lived for more than a thousand years, Wang Tinglou, by all reason, absolutely should not have been so impulsive. Then why had he done this? What mystery was hidden within it?
Thoughts turned through Lin Xuan's mind, but he did not have the slightest clue.
If someone said he had done it entirely for Horizon Sea Pavilion, Lin Xuan would not believe even half a word of it. After all, at the moment when the conflict between the two sects had just intensified, many people had hoped that Tinglou would step forward and mediate, yet he had vanished without leaving even the slightest trace.
Could this really have been nothing more than