Great Sun Sect.
The sect's mountain gate, once left in ruins by war and internal strife, had regained its immortal splendor of green mountains, clear waters, and misty white clouds. All traces of the past had vanished.
On the sect's second-highest peak, True Monarch Xufang and True Monarch Tianyang sat facing each other. One glance was enough for each to see the weariness in the other's eyes.
The Great Sun Sect had not had an easy time these past years.
Aside from raising their brows in triumph fifty years ago after defeating the Ten Thousand Demon Valley army, they had remained cautious ever since. Whenever they went out, several Nascent Soul True Lords traveled together, with flying boats and tower ships prepared for retreat or reinforcement at any moment. They had barely managed to hold on.
Over these years, the Great Sun Sect had lost only seven Nascent Soul True Lords in total.
"Senior Brother Tianyang,"
True Monarch Xufang said quietly, "the sect's sword-cultivator True Lords and spell-cultivator True Lords have clashed again recently. Can the spell cultivators still be mediated?"
Back when the Great Sun Sect had not yet split apart, he and True Monarch Tianyang had known each other well and shared a modest friendship. Later, they had accumulated many grudges and even fought one another. Neither was unfamiliar with the other.
The conflict between sword cultivators and spell cultivators was also an old tune endlessly replayed.
There had been a reason for the split back then.
Now, they had suddenly gathered together again, and they were even using the spiritual lands and resources that had originally belonged to the Great Sun Sword Sect. Naturally, this had stirred up intense dissatisfaction among many Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators.
These things concerned their own Dao Paths and lifespans. They were