Arranging the Twelve Golden Figures, Cultivating Divine Abilities

Southern Dao, Ancient State.

Fulong Ridge.

The former site of Bright Temple, one of the Ten Sects of Righteousness and Demonic Paths.

Inside a lavish tavern.

Old Immortal Ten Thousand Poisons of the Fire Worship Cult had arrived with a group of disciples. They drove everyone from the tavern's top floor away and seized it for themselves.

"Elder, this place seems rather good as well. I've already looked into it. This was once the old territory of Bright Temple, one of the Ten Orthodox Sects. It is a top-grade Spirit Mountains treasure land."

"The Imperial Court assigned it to Xuanqing Sect and Overlord City for temporary management. More than half of Bright Temple's vast former holdings are operated by those two factions, which regularly pay taxes to the Imperial Court."

A core disciple named Liu Lin reported to Old Immortal Ten Thousand Poisons.

"This Ancient State is considered first-rate even within Jiangnan Dao. It is perfectly suited as a foothold for us. We can clear it out in advance and wait for the superior sect to arrive and take it over."

"The people stationed here presumably aren't very strong."

Liu Lin continued his analysis.

"Senior Brother Liu is right. The Human Race of this outside world is a little stronger than we imagined, but compared to our superior sect, the Sacred Fire Cult, they are still far inferior."

"These people had better know what is good for them, lest we have to take action."

The Fire Worship Cult members chattered among themselves without any attempt to hide their words. They were merely a pack of frogs at the bottom of a well, unworthy of their caution.

Besides, they had already summoned the Sacred Fire Cult's higher-ups, who would arrive before long.

If this outside dynasty failed to recognize the will