There had always been a saying in this world: the truth was often held in the hands of only a very few.
Just think about it—if those few could grasp the truth, then they already possessed abilities and intelligence far beyond countless others.
As a person gradually rose from weakness to strength, they might grow stronger step by step, but the people they encountered would also change from the weaklings of the past into the powerful figures of the present. They became increasingly difficult to deal with, and possessed wisdom ordinary people could hardly hope to attain.
At this moment, the enemies Jiang Dali faced—whether Mara, Qin Shi Huang, or the four clan heads of the Four Great Clans—were all such difficult people.
Moreover, aside from the clan heads of the Four Great Clans, who were still unfamiliar with sensing hostility through the qi flow between experts, Mara and Qin Shi Huang had both concealed their hostility well. Even Jiang Dali's ever-reliable panel could not detect any hostile intent.
This might be the greatest crisis he had faced since beginning his journey through the martial world, an even stronger sense of danger than when he had faced the oppression of Heaven's Will.
Yet this time, whether it was him or companions like Xiao Sanxiao, who could have foreseen the coming crisis?
Within the Land of Calamity, everyone stood ready in solemn formation, prepared to launch a destructive assault on the Earth Crystal Core.
At this point, everything was ready.
In Jiang Dali's perception, throughout the thousand-zhang abyss filled with Mingyun Crystals, the crystals took on all manner of strange forms. The qi flow they emitted far surpassed ordinary things between Heaven and Earth. Some spread open like umbrellas, some coiled like dragons, some crouched like tigers. They converged and filled