Evil Art, Evil Art Indeed!

"This..."

Gu Cangsheng, among them, furrowed his brows deeply, his expression exceptionally grave...

His gaze fell upon the person who had betrayed him. Within the Immortal Court, Gu Cangsheng possessed absolute authority.

In the Immortal Court, nearly everyone revered him as the Emperor Lord. Which one of them was not a brother who had fought beside him for years?

Having come this far step by step, if they wished to rebel, why wait until now?

And they had no reason to rebel! How weak was the True Cultivation Alliance? What could it possibly give them?

Saint Zhifang was the same. The only one who felt nothing was Devil Venerable Jilai of the Heavenly Sin Sect. After all, among devil cultivators, betrayal was commonplace. Take him himself—he had directly refined his own master to perfect his cultivation method.

The only ones whose numbers had not suffered much betrayal were the immortal clan forces of the Yun Family, yet they were the group that had suffered the heaviest losses.

Those traitors had attacked them the most.

Yun Zaiqing had long since lost his former calm, breezy demeanor. He glared viciously at the other four, believing that the four of them had joined forces to target him.

If the other four knew, they would surely cry injustice. Yun Zaiqing likely would not have imagined that the reason those rebels attacked those people lay in the actions of the immortal clans.

The various immortal clan forces relied on bloodlines to sustain themselves, but cultivation aptitude had always depended on luck. A person's talent did not mean their children would possess better talent. Precisely because of this, they sought better aptitudes for their own bloodlines.

It could be said that the immortal clans' aptitudes had basically been plundered from mortals.

For this very reason, aside