At this moment, no one knew the answer.
Who would have thought that the dignified deputy sect master of Bitao Sect had already been controlled by Kaoshan Sect's Daoist disciple?
Wei Ping clenched his palm tightly, and the gloom in his eyes deepened.
With the great battle imminent, one of the sect's pillars had gone missing—his fate unknown, his whereabouts a mystery.
Bitao Sect's combat strength had always been singular.
Now, with an Organ-Tempering Great Martial Master absent, its overall strength had been cut down by a large portion.
The already precarious situation of the allied army had gone from bad to worse!
Seeing this, Situ Lie spoke in a deep voice to reassure him:
"Sect Master Wei, rest assured for now. We must first consider the greater picture."
"Once the allied army's defenses are properly arranged, I will immediately send people deep into the Northern Frontier to investigate Deputy Sect Master Liu's whereabouts."
Wei Ping slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, only a cold, gloomy gleam remained within.
He nodded without speaking, yet deep in his heart, grave doubts had already taken root.
As long as Liu Canglan did not return, he remained the greatest hidden mine beneath Bitao Sect—and beneath the entire Cloud Province allied army.
Meanwhile, the world-ending crisis of the Northern Frontier Cavalry bearing down upon them hung over their heads.
The six great factions appeared to have cast aside a century of grudges and formed the Yunzhou Defense Alliance to resist the Imperial Court's army together.
Yet an alliance on paper was easily formed, while the selfish desires in people's hearts were hard to quell.
After a brief solemn silence, the hidden selfishness and suspicion within the great hall instantly burst through the earth.
The first to speak was Cao Hongshen, head