Cui Gu ultimately did not leave the divine palace.
He was like a needle that steadied the sea, not someone who would shift easily.
In truth, Cui Gu did not know why Luo Tianfeng had used something so crucial.
Because the pressure Tu Shan Jun brought him was simply too great.
Luo Tianfeng desperately wanted to uncover the origins of the Soul Banner, to learn the background of the Soul Banner's Main Soul.
Otherwise, he never would have used something so precious.
For a former peak Great Saint, now the leader of a great sect within his own stronghold, to feel such deep apprehension—one could well imagine just how terrifying the potential of Tu Shan Jun, who was still only a Sea Saint, truly was.
It had forced such a heroic ruler to cast aside all else, regardless of whether it was childish or not, and insist on seeing clearly.
An indescribable palpitation welled up in Luo Tianfeng's heart.
On one hand, he needed to rely on that ghostly thing. On the other, he did not want to be controlled by the artifact spirit.
Thus, he began calculating the forces in his hands, striving to complete his plans as soon as possible. Only then could he remain sect leader and continue to hold his own fate in his hands.
"Manping."
"Here."
"Go."
"Go meet the people on this roster in secret."
"What does Sect Leader want me to ask them?"
"There is no need to ask."
"You will understand once you see them."
"Yes."
Luo Manping opened the jade slip roster, pressed it to his forehead, then crushed it into dust.
He then turned and left.
Within the sect, Luo Tianfeng set out alone for the Nirvana Blood Divine Palace. Sitting cross-legged atop the divine palace's cliff, he studied the