The storm is coming.
Shen Yi sat quietly inside the cave mansion.
More than half a month had passed since he sent the message to Wang Shangren. By his calculations, the day Wang Shangren returned to the Azure Cloud Sect was drawing near.
Zhang Ziling had also calculated that Wang Shangren would certainly return and had long begun preparing to deal with him.
"Brother, Wang Shangyi escaped!"
Zhang Zishi suddenly appeared, his expression panicked and beads of sweat the size of soybeans dotting his forehead.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator had actually escaped under the watch of a Golden Core Cultivator like him, costing him all face. More terrifying still was having to face his brother's punishment. Ever since Zhang Ziling resolved to purge the sect and completely unleashed the killing desire in his heart, even Zhang Zishi, bound to him by blood, did not dare meet his eyes.
"It does not matter. To become an elder of the Qingxuan Sect, Wang Shangyi must have had some trump card to preserve his life. You need not blame yourself."
Zhang Ziling waved his hand, tearing apart the sheet of paper bearing the words Azure Cloud Sect. Hatred filled his eyes.
It turned out that the brothers Wang Shangren and Wang Shangyi had both been forcibly planted within the Qingxuan Sect by the Azure Cloud Sect. Their purpose was to monitor the Zhang brothers and, when necessary, seize control of the Qingxuan Sect. This was also the source of the conflict between Zhang Ziling and Wang Shangren.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A burst of war drums rang out, and every disciple of the Qingxuan Sect was jolted awake. Wang Shangren had returned.
"Zhang Ziling! Come out and face me!"
Wang Shangren's presence surged to the heavens. The sleeve over his left arm fluttered violently