Crimson Continent.
Eastern Continent.
Around a public Teleportation Array.
More precisely, in a small fortress standing in a wilderness on the outer area of the city where this public Teleportation Array was located. Its exterior disguise was flawless, while its interior was tightly sealed with various breath-concealing formations, ensuring that no one would discover it.
A young man sat beside a table.
He chatted with the middle-aged man monitoring the distance. "Uncle, do you think we really need to take the Nine-tailed Fox Clan so seriously? They do not even have an Earth Supreme."
"We do not need to take them seriously."
The middle-aged man whom the young man called uncle turned around.
He glanced at the young man.
He first agreed, then struck back, "But whether we take them seriously is not for us to decide. This matter is not even for the family to decide. It is an order from the imperial family. Anyone who is not afraid of death can certainly disobey it."
As he spoke, he unscrewed his waterskin and took a drink.
Then he patted his nephew on the shoulder.
Glancing at the communication formation on the table, he sighed helplessly and consoled him. "Some things will pass if you endure them. Besides, since those above place such importance on the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, they naturally have their reasons. You only see that the Nine-tailed Fox Clan has no Earth Supreme, but you do not see that they produced a monstrous being—one capable of killing an Earth Supreme while still in the Supreme Realm. Even if he used some Forbidden Technique, how many Supremes in this world can use a Forbidden Technique to kill an Earth Supreme?"
He put the cap back on the waterskin.
Half envious and half emotional, he said, "So do not