Nanming at a Loss for Words

Ancestor Nanming at a Loss for Words

Ancestor Nanming nodded. "The Immortal Palace required every sect to send its highest-cultivated person apart from the sect master into battle. This was no problem for other sects, but for Lihuo Palace, it was a huge problem. Lihuo Palace was special. Strictly speaking, its two Palace Masters stood on roughly equal footing with the sect master, and there had never been any distinction of higher or lower between them. They even petitioned the Immortal Palace over this, asking whether both Palace Masters could remain behind. But the Immortal Palace was firm: only one sect master could stay, unless someone else's cultivation exceeded theirs. Yet the two of them were Lihuo Palace's founders. There was simply no one in Lihuo Palace whose cultivation surpassed either of them. Thus, one of the two had to go into battle."

"So one of your ancestors was one of Lihuo Palace's two founders?" Nong Zhu stroked his chin and chuckled. "Old Nanming, I really couldn't tell. Your background is quite something."

Ancestor Nanming frowned. "The Immortal Palace was overwhelmingly powerful, and with no other choice, the Second Palace Master, Huo Jun, volunteered to go into battle. The Great Palace Master, Huo Lie, was deeply moved and told his second brother to stay, deciding to go himself. In any case, both were early-stage Immortal Emperors, so it made little difference who stayed and who went. But in the end, the second brother listed all sorts of reasons and insisted on going. With no alternative, the elder brother agreed. Unexpectedly, on the eve of departure, the second brother became entangled in a conflict with a sect called Tianyi Sect and was injured by its people. The Immortal Palace would no longer agree to let him fight. Thus, on the following