Lord Lei Xiao fell silent for an instant.
Then he slowly rose to his feet and said solemnly, "Tell me the whole course of events. Right or wrong, merits and faults—This Lord will pass judgment."
By virtue of his strength as a Five Tribulation Loose Immortal, Wang Yu had earned the respect of this old senior. After all, in theory, cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage were all among the Human Race's foremost pillars, especially when True Immortals could not conveniently take action.
Most of the time, it was these Tribulation Transcendence Loose Immortals who shouldered matters.
And he keenly realized something.
Now, the "Myriad Laws Origin Conference" was already not far away. For Wang Yu to possess such cultivation at his age, according to the different levels of dueling arenas arranged by age at the conference, Wang Yu already had the momentum to sweep all before him!
This would be an opportunity for the Human Race's mighty name to resound. At present, there were quite a few cultivators inside the Immortal Prison Hall, and he could still control one or two of them, barely keeping the news concealed.
If Wang Yu was allowed to blow the matter up, his special circumstances would be very difficult to hide from the intelligence personnel of the myriad races. Moreover, before the Myriad Laws Origin Conference, gathering intelligence on the powerhouses of every race was also an old tradition.
After that, there would also be the struggle for opportunities on the Myriad Races Battlefield, and all of it would be led by this batch of heavenly talents. Therefore, the significance of intelligence was extremely important.
Inside the hall.
Wang Yu revealed everything about his origins in the Ice Prison Realm, recounting what the Prison King Spirit Official had done back then when the