"Senior, there is something you may not know. Our Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces are extremely prosperous, but several hundred years ago, the great powers of Cloud Province fought among themselves and suffered disastrous losses. After that, the Asura Gate opened..."
"You needn't say any more."
Before the other party had finished speaking, Lin Xuan waved his hand. This made the old man and the young cultivators behind him all show astonishment. Hadn't he wanted to understand the whole story? He had only just begun—why would he stop him from continuing...
What was his purpose in doing this?
Though they were curious, they naturally did not dare run their mouths recklessly. Most of these high-rank old monsters had tempers as changeable as wind and cloud. He had no wish to invite disaster upon himself merely for the brief pleasure of talking.
Lin Xuan, however, paid no attention to what these minor cultivators were thinking. At this moment, he sighed. He really had been wise all his life, only to be muddleheaded for a moment, forgetting that the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces were in their weakest period since history began.
First, outside Xuanyuan City, the Luo Clan of Heavenly Province had plotted to seize the Asura True Blood. With a crafty scheme, they had caused the deaths of more than a hundred thousand cultivators from the human and Demon Races.
Of those hundred thousand plus, a large portion had been high-rank cultivators. As a result, though one could not say the strength of the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces had been injured down to the sinews and bones, it had nevertheless been weakened greatly.
But that was not the worst of it. Immediately afterward, among the Seven Great Powers of Cloud Province, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and Li Soul Valley fell out