Everything concerning Lin Xuan and Ling Pianran in the Black Nether Forbidden Land had spread to every corner, down to the smallest detail.
"Lin Xuan cut down two Young Ancestors in battle formation? My heavens..."
"Shut up. Didn't you see the report saying Ling Pianran forced the two Young Ancestors to fight for their lives, and Lin Xuan only killed them by borrowing Ling Pianran's power? The strong one isn't Lin Xuan—it's Ling Pianran, the Heavenly Maiden of Pure Yang Heaven."
"Haha... what a joke. Feng Changjian actually wanted to replace the Heavenly Maiden and become the Son of Heaven? Is he worthy?"
"Shut the fuck up. If it were you, could you have done that? If Ling Pianran lent you her strength, could you cut down two Young Ancestors in battle formation?"
"Uh... don't change the subject. Ling Pianran is the strong one."
"Hmph... Lin Xuan is comparable to an imperial-seed-level prodigy. Lin Xuan is the strong one!"
"Lin Xuan!"
"Ling Pianran..."
The Upper Realm boiled over, while terrifying resentment erupted from the Dark Forest's side.
The deaths of two Young Ancestors were not merely a tremendous loss to them, but a profound humiliation.
The entire Dark Forest was in upheaval. Countless Dark Hordes were poised to charge into the various forbidden lands and fight to the death to make their might known!
The flames of fury among the upper echelons of the Dark Nether Clan and the Soul Devouring Clan nearly scorched through the Dark Forest's gloomy, black-pressed sky.
Young Ancestor-level prodigies were the hope of a clan, raised at the cost of countless resources.
The Dark Nether Clan had fared somewhat better, since its imperial weapon avatar remained. The Soul Devouring Clan, however, had even lost its imperial weapon avatar.
The Soul Concealing Canopy—this great killing weapon