"Did they really start fighting? You knew?"
Han Li looked at Fang Mo, her eyes filled with puzzlement. "So you've been following this too?"
Fang Mo's heart tightened. As expected, Han Li was sharp—she had caught even the slightest fluctuation in his tone. He smiled. "I heard a little about it, but I haven't been following it!"
Han Li would never have imagined that Fang Mo had caused it. She merely thought he had been paying attention to the matter, so she continued.
"It's rather dramatic, really. I heard the four sects had originally joined forces to purge a world. Chi Yuan suddenly turned against them and joined forces with an independent cultivator called Eight Desolations. They ambushed and killed True Lord Longbrow of the Sword Soul Sect, seriously wounded True Lord Lingxiao of Jihuang Sword Palace, and then the Sword Soul Sect went to Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain to demand revenge against Chi Yuan. When they failed to get her, they started fighting!"
Go look for Chi Yuan? What were they thinking? Chi Yuan had already turned to ash!
"How are the casualties?"
He still cared about the losses. It would be best if both sides had suffered.
"They've fought several major battles already. True Lords from several sects have been injured, and even several Nascent Soul Tribulation Realm cultivators have died!" Han Li shook her head helplessly, then continued, "Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain has indeed confirmed that Chi Yuan died. They suspect it was done by Ling Xiao and True Lord Blazing Sun of the Seven Star Sword Pavilion, who then framed Chi Yuan for it. So they went to demand the culprits. Now none of the four sides can explain themselves, and the Ancient Realm is in utter chaos from their brawling!"
"Good. Dogs biting dogs, leaving