"The East Sea?"
Great Lord Wushi was surprised.
The East Sea was an endless Sea of Mist, scattered with many immortal islands. There were sects and independent cultivators on those islands, but they rarely showed themselves.
He did not press too much about the identity, instead saying bluntly, "Fellow Daoist Chen, there is no need to be nervous. Though we are not of the same faction, these are extraordinary times. There is no need for us to slaughter one another. We should cooperate for mutual gain and raise our strength, lest that person suppress us so thoroughly that we can never lift our heads again. You should know that even among the forebears said to possess the Yin-Yang Thunder Pearl, few were able to cultivate Yin Lightning and Yang Lightning."
Fede did not continue paying attention to the conversation between Claire and Vittorio. He found Ayana on the upper floor and wanted her to help him search for those parchment scrolls.
"Why... why!!!" the man roared. The expression on his face was terrifyingly savage, his features faintly twisted by fury as he slowly clenched his fists.
Besides, Lin Xiao was a man of the City Lord's Mansion. They still had to consider the City Lord's Mansion's reputation. Otherwise, if Su Yi won in the end, the City Lord's Mansion's reputation built over so many years would be ruined.
The entire process had taken almost no time at all, yet Su Yi and the others could not help but catch their breath.
To be honest, quite a few cultivators from Lingzhou felt angry when they saw the cultivators of the Wuji Heavenly Lightning Sect being tortured and abused like this.
For everyone's safety, he had to first inspect the power Uncle Winged Hand and Uncle White Tail had gathered. That force,