Tu Shan Jun left.
The lamps before the hall flickered.
It was the wind.
With a soft sigh, the wind died away. Even the wicks that had been flickering steadied, without the slightest sway, leaving only enduring brightness.
It now illuminated the profile of the man in white robes and a jade crown.
Half of Taiyi's face was clearly visible.
Back then, he had bought information on the Spirit Transformation patriarch from the Ancient Immortal Tower. After calculating with his fingers and considering the era in which the dragon patriarch had been active, he concluded that the latter should have reached his twilight years. To guard against the possibility that the dragon patriarch was still alive, he had boldly entered the ruins.
Relying on Tu Shan Jun, who possessed a top-grade spirit treasure and Late Nascent Soul cultivation, he had slain a Mid Nascent Soul cultivator. Then he had found the grievously wounded dragon patriarch, the "Lord of the East Sea." The very first time he saw the Lord of the East Sea, he had resolved that the man must die here.
With the final jade talisman and the protection of a Great True Lord, they should have been able to kill the Lord of the East Sea safely. Unexpectedly, he had underestimated Tu Shan Jun's strength. Once everything was in place, Tu Shan Jun had relied on sheer power to fight the Lord of the East Sea, who had battled the dragon.
With the great formation and spirit treasure sealing the area, no one should have known of this.
Over the past few years, the Taiyi Sect had indeed developed much faster. His junior brother's worries were not without reason. Those standing at the crest of the waves would always draw attention, as would the forces behind them.
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