A glimmer seemed to flash through Ming Tianyan's eyes. "History always repeats itself in strange ways. A thousand years ago, the Holy Hall also reached a consensus and launched that western expedition. Yet the unforeseen change midway through still weighs on my heart even now. Do you think that perhaps..."
Her voice stopped abruptly.
Because she did not really want to say those words.
The western expedition was imminent, the grand curtain was about to rise, and she did not wish to cast any shadow over this great upheaval...
Lin Su smiled softly. "You're worried about that eagle?"
"The sages in the opposing camp are secondary. The key is..."
Lin Su gently cut her off. "Do you truly think that eagle belongs to the opposing camp?"
Ming Tianyan's body jolted. "Not the opposing camp? Then whose camp is it?"
Lin Su lightly pointed upward...
Ming Tianyan even stopped breathing...
It had come from the Third Heaven!
Another traitor!
"How did you determine that?"
"That eagle carried the aura of a Literary Sage. It was extremely faint, but I could still catch it!"
Ming Tianyan exhaled softly. "I examined it carefully as well, but I couldn't catch anything at all!"
"It was normal that you couldn't, because I had already erased that aura in advance. Not only can you not detect it—even the sages of the Third Heaven cannot."
A Category Ten hurricane swept through Ming Tianyan's mind...
The one who had caused the destruction of three thousand literary temples beyond the pass had truly been a Literary Sage of the human race.
Actually, it was not that she could not accept it. On the contrary, she could accept it all too readily. During the eight hundred years she had lived in seclusion at Wuyou Residence, she had often entertained such