The Holy Clan's actions had always been secretive.
Or rather, they had a strong air of skulduggery about them.
Not to mention that their investigation was scattered.
There was no unified command.
Though the general direction had been decided.
They would first investigate whether Lu Yuan was connected to the Years Master. Only after confirming that point could they continue their previous discussions—for instance, whether the Holy Clan should openly support Lu Yuan.
But the specific methods of investigation were clearly varied beyond measure.
Put another way, it was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own powers.
After all, from the Holy Clan's perspective—
If Lu Yuan was genuine,
then in the current situation,
the first person to step forward might not be rescuing a sovereign, but they would at least earn Lu Yuan an enormous favor. Though that favor was useless in the Myriad Heavens, within the Holy Clan it could be called priceless, because it was equivalent to directly commanding all the Red Dust Walkers. Besides, whether the Holy Clan expanded its territory was merely a matter of Lu Yuan saying the word. Those who won Lu Yuan's favor could not become the Holy Clan's main branch, of course. The Holy Clan had been born according to a sequence; as long as the Heavenly Evil God was not dead, no one could establish themselves as a new king. But as long as Lu Yuan was willing to help them, regardless of who they were or what race they belonged to, their status could instantly rise to second place. As for whoever currently held second place, they were naturally determined to win Lu Yuan over as well. Status within the Holy Clan concerned the treatment of an entire race. Whether one could eat one's fill