True Lord Duobao's intelligence network was far more efficient than anyone had imagined.
In less than three years.
An intelligence report titled "True Saint Secrets: The Hidden Truth! Who Really Inherited Yuan Chu's Legacy!" reached nearly every notable powerhouse in the Primordial Universe through channels no one could have imagined.
Eastern Wilderness, Luangu Divine Mountain.
True Lord Luangu stared at the "exclusive intelligence" in his hands, obtained at the cost of a Great Luo True Artifact he had treasured for years. He was stunned.
His face shifted from green to white and back again.
"Fake... It has to be fake!"
His first instinct was to deny the report's authenticity.
Yet his Dao heart screamed that this was the most reasonable explanation!
Those people had been chosen by several True Saints and had spent countless ages hiding in True Saint Yuan Chu's Inner World. How could they have come away empty-handed?
They were the ones who had benefited most!
Meanwhile, he and the Rebel-Slaying Alliance had been played for fools from beginning to end!
They had fought tooth and nail to hunt down a Unity Realm monster they could never have defeated.
And the real treasure had long since been divided among those traitors, who had each gone into hiding to enjoy their share in secret!
"Pfft—"
The blood pent up in his chest burst from his mouth once more.
True Lord Luangu's eyes turned bloodred.
But this time, it was not because of his injuries.
It was because of boundless fury and ravenous greed!
He did not dare go after Zhou Ming again.
But what about those hundred-odd Abyssal Sea Divine Pivot cultivators, who were only at the Fusion Dao Realm?
What were they worth?
A line marked for special attention in the report flashed through True Lord Luangu's mind.